Kei: ............
I want to see her.
Meet her, and talk to her.
The reason I remained in Hemidzuka was not to see this mansion. After a parting like that, I wanted to talk to Uzuki-san.
But if I said that, I bet Sakuya-san would object...
Sakuya: You know, even if this isn't being monitored, it's private property. You probably won't be punished directly, but this is a fantastic case of property invasion.
Girl: Tahaha, it is as you say. If I remember, it was Article 130, was it not?
Sakuya: Hmph, well, doesn't this little punk have some nerve. Somehow I'm worried you won't properly answer my questions.
Girl: Umm, onee-san, your smile is kind of scary...
Sakuya: If that's how you see it, it means you're conscious of your crime.
Girl: That's not what it means! Objectively speaking, it's scary!
Sakuya: Fufufufufufufu......
...Sakuya-san is concentrating on the girl she caught.
Retreating backward a step, I try edging toward the side road leading to that place.
Girl: Please wait, onee-san! Oppressing prisoners is unlawful, you know! Testimonies gained through torture can't be admitted as evidence, you know!
Sakuya: Oh, be quiet. This isn't torture. It's an interrogation.
With another two, three steps, my movements are still unquestioned.
The only one looking my way is the tiny white fox, who had approached me unnoticed.
Kei: Shh...
As I pull my pointer finger to my lips and give the signal "Be quiet, okay?" The baby fox gives a nod.
......Does it understand me?
...From the lack of sound, somehow it seems to understand. Considering the diversionary tactic before, it might be incredibly smart.
Sorry, Sakuya-san...
Apologizing in my heart, I quietly pull away from the area.
Girl: I'm saying, you don't have to press me so; I'll answer! I never said I wouldn't answer!
Sakuya: Then, what's your name? Age? Where's your guardian? Did you run away? How long've you been here?
The two voices trail off.
Just like that, I reverse my facing down the forest path, and bend into the side path. Though empty-handed, I hike up the trail again.
If I looked inside the house, it would be "You've finished your business here, right?" and I'd be sent packing, probably.
If that's so, then now is my only chance.
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