Mystery: Lucky

Before Alice could react appropriately to this familiar voice, she noticed a familiar sight again.

It seemed that she had the same feeling when she saw Leonard last time... Alice raised her head, and Anthony was looking at her, waiting for her reaction.

Then...why didn't Leonard speak?

Alice carefully, like a snail poking its head out of its shell, emerged a pair of eyes from under the table.

This is not the first time they have met since leaving Tingen City, but this is the first time Alice has a reason to look at her former friend openly.

Hey, when did she leave Tingen City...?

Alice was in a daze for a moment, and she suddenly realized that the memory that should have impressed her deeply had long since sunk into the deep sea like other memories, making it difficult to arouse her emotional fluctuations.

Maybe it's time to find time to go back to Tingen and take a look... Alice suppressed her thoughts and began to think about a serious question.

In fact, she didn't seem to have any strong emotions last time... So, if it wasn't because she would be exposed, why did fate warn her?

Alice frowned little by little and looked at Leonard. Then, she tilted her head, reached out to push the monocle on her right eye, and a bright smile appeared on her lips.

She noticed that the gaze falling on her suddenly became stronger.

The heavy pressure stayed on her body for more than ten seconds, and then suddenly withdrew, as if nothing had happened, only a vague gaze remained.

"Do you know each other?" Anthony looked at the two people looking at each other in silence and broke the silence.

They shook their heads at the same time.

Anthony glanced at Alice's twinkling eyes, but did not expose her guilt after all, but asked: "Do you mind waiting a moment?"

Alice pursed her lips, calculated the time briefly, and then said:

"mind.

"I haven't had dinner yet."

Anthony was slightly startled and said with a smile: "That's just right, you can go have dinner first."

Alice shook her head and said seriously: "But I don't want to have another tasteless dinner."

Before Anthony could speak, Leonard approached with a smile and asked curiously: "Archbishop, who is this...?"

Anthony turned his questioning eyes to Alice.

Alice frowned slightly and asked hesitantly: "Why do I feel...you seem to care about what I think?"

"It's up to you to decide what matters to you," Anthony said, looking at her. "That's what I was told."

was informed? Is this... the goddess's oracle?

Of course Alice did not ask this question. After a moment of silence, she said softly: "Let him out."

Anthony looked at Leonard, and after Leonard wisely exited the room, he looked at Alice again.

Alice silently got out from under the table, sat back on the chair, and then said:

“This monocle is an extraordinary object, but its side effect is that the wearer’s sense of taste is stolen.

"Then, Amon left a very strange curse on it... After putting it on, I can't take it off."

Anthony stared at Alice and asked carefully, "I heard that you took this from Amon's clone?"

Alice nodded.

"...Are you sure this is just the side effect?" Anthony was silent for a moment and confirmed to her.

Alice was silent for a moment, then responded sincerely:

"I think stealing glasses is actually less offensive than other things I've done."

The atmosphere stayed in an eerie silence for a while, and then Anthony changed the subject: "...let me take a look at your glasses."

Alice sat quietly.

Frankly speaking, the curse left by Amon was not very effective, but it was exactly as Alice expected - the status of this thing reached the level of a demigod.

Coupled with the useless effect of the curse itself, this weird combination allowed Alice to fully understand what the incarnation of mischief meant.

...This guy seems to be just doing it for fun? !

…

After Alice walked out of the church holding her monocle, Amon, who was far away in the land abandoned by God, received a special suggestion:

“You’ve seen ghost movies…oh, you don’t have movies here.

"In supernatural stories, the protagonist often looks at the cat's eye... Well, in short, it's the kind of thing on the door used to observe the outside... The hole can also be used, right?

"Anyway, it is written in supernatural stories that the protagonist looks out of the peephole and finds someone looking at her outside...

"I mean, I was actually quite disappointed when I looked out from the hole where the door handle was originally and only saw the living room...

"You are too uncreative, aren't you? Really, it doesn't live up to your title of the incarnation of mischief at all. It's so disappointing."

He raised a smile, stretched out his hand to push the crystal monocle on his right eye, and said to himself: "It seems that the curse should be lifted... But, this time there is no return gift?"

…

Alice, who finally regained her sense of taste, stuffed her monocle into her pocket and walked to the roadside, ready to buy an ice cream to celebrate.

While walking and wandering around, Alice finished her ice cream and bought a Dixie pie and a cup of sweet ice tea.

Thank God - she finally tasted the long-lost aroma of meat and the unique sweet and sour taste of sweet ice tea.

Alice was moved to take a big sip of sweet iced tea, and then took a big bite of Dixie pie. After chewing and swallowing with difficulty, she turned her head and asked, "How long are you going to follow me?"

No one answered her question, and passers-by hurried away, as if the feeling of being followed was just an illusion, but Alice knew it was not the case - Leonard definitely followed her out of the Church of the Night.

Alice pondered for a moment, holding the Dixie pie in her left hand, sandwiching the sweet iced tea between her left arm and body, and took out a monocle from her pocket with her right hand and asked, "Do you want this?"

Still no one paid attention to her, so Alice curled her lips, put the monocle back in dissatisfaction, and went home while eating.

Alice thought that she would welcome visitors in her dreams - this sounded like something a night watcher would do, but what confused her was that she slept quietly for a whole night, and no one came to visit her dream.

Alice got up in confusion, handed the radio receiver to Klein through the gray fog, and then ate breakfast and read the newspaper like every morning. If I have to say, she probably ate more seriously than the previous two days.

After that, Alice slowly tidied her clothes, put on "Matilda", clipped Amon's monocle on her lapel, and went to the church.

I really want to steal the money in the donation box when donating. It's exciting just to think about it... Alice glanced at the donation box with eager eyes and forced herself to look away. (End of this chapter)