Memoirs of the Returnee - Chapter 47



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＃Returner’s Notepad Episode 47

Fun games (2)

A night when the moon rose high.

After my part-time job at the meat restaurant ended, I was waiting for someone in the pond forest behind the old building.

The smartphone clock reads 11:59:58, 59, 00.

Rustling-

An unexpected surprise arrives at exactly midnight.

I looked back and was a little surprised. There was a strange man dressed in rags.

It was Solliet.

“… … “Oh, I’m surprised.”

She looked around and took off her tattered hood. Clear skin, jewel-like eyes, and red hair are revealed one after another.

Redemption is quite common on the continent, but the Solliet and Arcne families are a little different. I would say it is much clearer and sparkling.

“This is how we will contact you from now on.”

Then she held out something to me. It looked like an ordinary notebook, but-

“It’s a shared notebook.”

“… … “It’s a shared story, but is this?”

“It’s a shared notebook.”

“It’s a shared diary sold at a hardware store.”

Shared diary. It’s literally a shared diary, and it’s a little magical.

If you write in one diary, the same thing will be written in the other diary. This means that they are interconnected.

“It’s a shared notebook.”

However, Solliet was strict.

It looks like they erased the word ‘diary’ from the cover, which was originally written as a [shared diary], and replaced it with ‘notebook.’

“… … okay. Shared notebook. “Sit down first.”

I pointed at the stone chair across from me. This is furniture I made myself for a special guest today. I guess you could call it a customer service.

Solliet asked as she sat down.

“Did you bring any evidence?”

“uh.”

I took out an envelope of documents. Solliet’s eyes were fixed on it.

“It’s a file of a death case that occurred in the underworld.”

“Case file… … “Please explain in detail.”

“Well, it’s simple. “If that Nightmare guy wasn’t dead yet, I thought a homicidal maniac like that would kill at least one more person in his life, right?”

I plan to return the same words that Solliet said before returning to Solliet now.

“So, I conducted a thorough investigation of all death and murder cases from July 2011, when Nightmare was caught, to the present. “There are a lot of them in the underworld.”

This maddening labor of directly comparing, analyzing, and observing hundreds of thousands of items one by one was done by Solliet himself.

This is the result of giving up college entrance exams and going into hiding, staying in a closet for almost a year.

“… … crazy. “Are you saying you investigated the whole thing on your own?”

Solliet asked back in astonishment. I started laughing without even realizing it.

I guess what you did was ridiculous, even in your opinion.

“uh. “Among them, I found a case file believed to be the work of Nightmare.”

Solliet swallowed. Before she could say anything, she stretched out her hand.

“Is that it?”

“yes. Read it.”

I handed her the envelope. She quickly took the envelope and opened it. I took out the file inside her and read it.

“A total of 73 stab wounds… … What does it mean?”

“Nightmare’s ‘Spectrum’ is metallic magical power, and among them, only the ‘sword’ is used. “You know that, right?”

“yes.”

Solliet also nodded.

Nightmares use swords. But he has no roots. There is no system of swordsmanship.

This is a fairly widely known fact.

“He doesn’t really need a sword. All you have to do is sharpen his magic and it becomes a sword.”

Its magic power itself is no different from a sword. That is Nightmare’s “Spectrum,” and it is a magical attribute that is very unique even on the continent.

“The victim in that case file suffered 73 stab wounds. But the types of wounds are different. It’s broken down into 73 different weapons. “In fact, no weapon was found at the scene.”

“… … ah!”

Soliet let out a loud noise. She responded with an uncharacteristically fierce response.

“okay. He just poured all his magic into it. “No swinging, no cutting, everything like throwing an object.”

Nightmare released his magic power. Seventy-three bundles of metallic magic rushed out of the air like the teeth of a comb, and the victim was skewered by them and died.

It is a unique death.

It is believed that there is only one suspect on this continent.

“how is it.”

I saw Solliet.

“… … .”

She didn’t say anything. However, there was moonlight in her big eyes. A deep blush appeared on her face.

As I listened, I could hear her heartbeat softly in this quiet forest.

Excited. Excited.

I smiled faintly.

“evidence. Are you sure?”

Solliet asked blankly.

“… … “Did you really find this on your own?”

“uh. “I did it alone.”

It’s not a lie.

Because you did it alone.

“… … yes. “I definitely received the evidence.”

She put the file at her side.

“Don’t tell anyone yet.”

“Of course. Do I look like an asshole… … .”

As if something was missing, he wrapped his arms around the evidence file as if he were a newborn baby.

“okay. then.”

I held out my hand to her.

She blinked and looked at my hands.

“… … .”

He stayed like that for a while, no, quite a while, as if he was lost in thought, and then calmly shook his head.

“It’s not possible.”

She said. In a slightly angry tone.

I frowned.

“what.”

“Have you already forgotten the contents of the contract?”

“You must have forgotten.”

“I didn’t forget, what a stupid thing to do. “It would be a mistake to say that it is limited to ‘conversation’ because the contract says ‘private conversation.’”

“money.”

“‘Action’ is also… … I beg your pardon?”

“Ask for money.”

“… … .”

“Give me 20,000 Ren per month.”

Solliet’s mouth closed. On my part, I probably mistook it for a handshake or something.

“Keuhum-”

She cleared her throat. He rubs the back of his neck as if he’s embarrassed, but he doesn’t actually hand over any money.

I narrowed my eyes.

“Surely you didn’t bring it?”

“… … “Please wait a moment.”

“No, he was a man who was not trustworthy. “Give it back.”

I reached for the evidence bag. Solliet hastily hid it behind her back.

“I am still a student. Do you know how easy it is to get 20,000 ren in cash?”

“Who will comfort me? You said you would give it to me. “Who threatened you with a knife?”

“… … .”

“Last time, you got a free ride. “He was a repeat offender.”

“Oh, that’s crazy… … .”

Solliet pursed her lips. She couldn’t say anything, but she sighed with a slightly red face.

“Please give me just one more day.”

“Phew.”

The laughter I had been suppressing burst out. Solliet glared at me with her crooked eyes.

“okay. Just 48 hours. “Bring 20,000 Ren.”

A monthly salary of 20,000 Ren would probably be difficult even for her. Because you won’t get any support from your family. Because she won’t even think about taking it.

Of course I know that, but I won’t let it go. I’ll even take out Soliet’s marrow.

“If you don’t give it to me after 48 hours, I’ll sue you.”

Because she needs to learn how to live hard.

Because you need to know the value of life and money.

“… … You’re being so mean. All right.”

Solliet nodded sharply and stood up.

Jumble-jump-

I stared for a long time at the sight of her leaving without looking back, at the scene where she had already disappeared not long after.

* * *

A dark place with no lights on. Back at her presium, Solliet clicked away on her laptop and checked her accounts.

[3,132,015ℓ]

3 million Ren.

I have enough money, but if I take money out of this account and spend it, my family will probably interfere.

It shouldn’t be like that. To the current family, he must be Soliet, who is ‘focused on the College Board’, and someone like Sion Askal must not be discovered by them.

“… … ah.”

Suddenly, in her mind as she was weighing down her temples and contemplating intensely.

Pajik-!

Static electricity rose.

She looked somewhere.

Wide open dressing room. Luxury goods fluttering about inside.

Among them, I can only count on one hand the number of clothes I bought myself. Most of them were delivered arbitrarily, saying, ‘Please use it only once.’

“solve.”

You can sell it used at a store. Even if you sell just three, or even get half the price, it will be 30,000 Ren.

The answer was surprisingly close. Solliet breathed her sigh of relief.

“Phew… … .”

However, Solliet’s troubles do not end there.

She looked at the case file on her desk.

[UNON-2012-19281]

Zion Askal. He examined all murder case files from the past two years. Even the underworld was included, so there were probably hundreds of thousands of cases.

He analyzed so many files on his own, and among them, he discovered a case that Nightmare was most likely responsible for.

It was a method that even Solliet could not have imagined.

Sion Askal’s tenacity was that great.

However, Soliet’s question here is not ‘how’.

“… … why?”

‘Why?’

It is too serious to say that it is simply about money. Because it requires too much time and too much effort.

Therefore, there is only one reason that makes sense to you.

“Sion Ascal has also been chasing Nightmare… … .”

So, does he also have a grudge against Nightmare?

Like he did two years ago, did he lose someone important to him?

“… … .”

Solliet looked out the window in silence. That scene from Mist Mountain last week was formed in the night sky.

Sion Askal, who held his hand on the cliff.

There were no buttons on his sleeves.

The record ‘683cm’, which is still a hot topic in the community, is probably his.

Nevertheless, he is hiding himself. I am reluctant to do things that attract attention.

“hmm… … .”

Solliet quietly closed her eyes. She cut off her continuing thoughts.

You shouldn’t dig too deeply. He is merely an attendant hired by him, and he is merely his client.

Just as he should not inquire into his past, you should not judge his past arbitrarily.

That is the relationship between the client and the performer.

After Solliet composed her mind, she opened her eyes. She accessed her community site on her laptop.

Soon, the clicking sound of the mouse and the sound of the keyboard quietly filled her room.