【】

"I believe I can find a way out. ”

"No matter how hard you try—"

"Look at it, Galière. ”

【②】

Galier was finally done with his work—and Hitt relented and let her go back to rest.

It's not that she's desperate for rest.

It's just that......

Some are just absent-minded.

Galier walked down the empty corridor, her white hair clinging to her cheeks—a very thin person, extraordinarily small in such an environment—as if in the next moment she would be swallowed up by the empty corridor, which seemed huge to her, into a beast.

She didn't notice anything about it, and her eyes dimmed.

Then, somehow, I walked to the rooftop.

...... Ahem, it's not that you want to jump off the building, maybe people just want to relax?

——

What is that sentence called, when some people don't want to face something, the most striking part of that thing will be presented in front of you.

The so-called heart-piercing of life is nothing more than that.

"Speaking of which—Teresa-san, you did it on purpose, right?"

Galier walked up the last step and was about to take another step to push open the door of the rooftop, but a voice came into her ears coldly, making her "sober up" in a trance.

The first reaction was why she was here.

Second reaction, someone on the rooftop - talking?

Galile, in a nosy mood, or rather, disdainful, meddling like a commoner, was about to turn around and leave, but suddenly stopped—wait? What was he just talking about?Teresa......

Deliberately? Deliberately?

Her heart chuckled, and the next conversation made her completely unable to move.

"What do you mean?"

"Of course, Joan was deliberately devastated. ”

“...... I don't understand what you mean. ”

"I could have seen it on the rooftop—Teresa of the Plantagenet," the voice said with a hint of banter, "she's been too much for you, but what you've done is the most terrible 'revenge' I've ever seen." ”

On the rooftop –

A breeze blew, and the light golden hair of the goldfinch was blown by the wind, a little scattered, but her eyes seemed firm, and she showed panic in the face of Willy's words: "So, you think I am the one who made her black?"

"Tut-tut, I don't dare to say this, after all, I don't dare to put such a small role on other people's heads for such a crime as black shadowing. Although Willie said this, his tone often made people feel that what he said was true and false, "But—you are from the theory department, and you happened to be at the sports meeting......"

Plantagenet frowned.

Of course, she can refute it very well, because she appeared in the sports meeting to watch Schul's game.

"Of course, maybe it's for Shuer. Willie quickly "understood" what the goldfinch meant.

......

That was not the case when it fell into the ears of Galière.

【③】

Did the Golden Finch viciously turn her into a black shadow because of Joan's attack?

Galier wasn't convinced.

The goldfinch is the one who transits......

However, it must be a person in the transit place to have such an ability, right? The way to turn other people into the Dark Shadow Clan......

For what?

For revenge?

The Demon Goldfinch had such a bad reputation that she couldn't find a reason to refute it.

......

Galier thought he probably knew something terrible.

Her mind was in a mess, she couldn't hear anything, she didn't want to hear anything, she turned around in a hurry, and ran away in a panic.

In fact, Willie's words are correct.

Whoever is charged with this crime will be subjected to the strictest interrogation.

The crime of turning a person into a Shadow Clan is much more excessive than being a Shadow Clan himself.

【④】

Gallier knew Joan.

Or rather, Joan is her only "friend".

They are also nobles, and they have known each other since childhood-although the cities are different, part of the family business of Galilea is in the tribe where Joan belongs.

Galier calls herself a nobleman, but she is in the midst of a rapidly declining aristocracy, and although Joan's family has more privileges because of her tribal status, she does not receive much of the treatment that a nobleman deserves because of her personal talent deficiency.

When he met her, Galier had a strange feeling of "seeing each other late".

Although she was in a different school, and because of the recent flower and plant meeting, she was too busy to find Joan.

But she ......

When she knew that something had happened to her, her heart only skipped a heavy beat, and she couldn't say anything.

She did not question the truth of the matter in an imposing manner, nor did she sigh at her "death".

Even when people criticize her behind her back, she can't do anything herself.

Why?

Because she doesn't have a say at all.

Even if she can represent her family, that's not where she can interject.

In any way, I can't help her.

In the past few days, she has been in a state of distraction, closing her eyes, and dreaming of the maroon-haired girl, telling her about her pain.

She woke up repeatedly, and her heart became more and more panicked.

The mind is full of - what should she do?

【⑤】

"Are you alright?" Gallier was on a rampage through the technical building, stumbling into a man who was about to raise her head and apologize hastily, but bumped into Anta's suspicious and slightly concerned eyes — and heard his inquiry.

Anta ...... Professor.

Gallier froze in place, looking at him for a moment—in a posture that was half embraced by him.

"What's wrong?" Anta had heard a lot of rumors in the past few days, and when she learned about the girl's relationship with Joan, she remembered how depressed she was when she saw her these days.

Thinking about it, I came to find her.

Who knew that Hitt said she had gone back, not long ago-

But when he came, he did not meet Galileh, who had returned, and out of worry, he still looked in the building for a while.

It turned out that she bumped into it herself.

——

When Anta sighed a little, Galier gritted his teeth and grabbed his sleeve with one hand, clenching it tighter and tighter.

It seems similar to his guess......

Anta's mood was a little delicate.

There was nothing Anta could do but wait for Galier to say it herself—the girl's bad habit was to always keep things to heart—but he certainly couldn't have told her that directly.

Useless.

"I ......," said Galiyeh.

Hearing this, Anta only nodded slightly, not urging her to continue, nor showing a trace of impatience - he was extra patient today.

Probably because there were no classes in the afternoon.

"I don't know what to do......" Galier lowered his head with each word, and at the end, there was a slight cry in his tone.

Frightened, Anta almost didn't react: "What do you want to say?"

"It's Teresa......" Galilet's hand clutched Anta sleeve tightly, trembling violently, "She was the one who made Joan into the Dark Shadowclan!"