I took the apple with both hands and held it, blushing.
âItâs just an apple as a gift, but Iâm so happy.â
I felt the heart of a boy who climbed the tallest tree, saying he would give me the prettiest thing, and it was touching.
At first, it was hard to just talk to him⊠I couldnât believe I got such a gift.
âA gift from the Sisl, itâs like a treasure!â
As I smiled broadly, Sislinâs ears turned red.
ââŠâŠâ
Sislin scratched the tip of his sharp eyes as if he was occupied with something else.
At that moment, a powerful and confident voice could be heard through the soft atmosphere.
âSister, look here!â
It was Heinrichâs voice. I looked around while holding the apple in my hands.
âHuh? Where is he? I canât see Heinri at allâŠ?â
âVoila!â
At that moment, next to the bunch of apples piled up like a mountain, Heinrichâs head unexpectedly popped out.
âLook at this. I got a lot, right?â
âŠOh my God, our Heinrich picked the whole apple farm!
When I quickly checked, all of the apple trees around were in a bare, plucked state â like a bald head with hair loss.
âWhat do you think? Iâm good at picking apples. Arenât I cool, Sister?â
ââŠUh huh.â
âApple trees, Iâm so sorry.â
It was when I was sincerely apologizing to the apple tree in front of the happy Heinrich.
Caroline ran out of the mansion and said,
âAnnette! Madam Mimosa told me to tell you to go to her room.â
âNow?â
âYes, right now!â
* * *
âWhatâs going on?â
In front of Madam Mimosaâs room. I knocked a little nervously.
Knock, knock.
Suddenly, a cold voice called out, âCome in.â
I mean, just standing in front of Madam Mimosa makes me nervous.
But I wore a bright smile and acted like a model student.
âYou called, Madam Mimosa.â
Madam Mimosa was holding a file tied with a string of papers, but upon closer inspection, it was the âlife recordâ.
âI called because I had something to ask you, Annette.â
âYes! Ask me anything, madam.â
âAre you the one who touched this life record the last time you entered the room?â
The childrenâs identities were written in the life records.
How old they are, what abilities theyâve awakened, whatâs their grades and whatâs their personality like.
And, what kind of things happened in the past for them to come to the Forest.
It was literally a ledger where one could know everything about the Trees.
Of course, I had never touched it.
âNo⊠did something happen?â
Madam Mimosaâs cool golden eyes stared at me as if they were penetrating me.
âThere are traces of someone entering my room two nights ago and looking through the childrenâs records.â
ââŠâŠâ
âIt seems that someone has contacted Viscount Puterio.â
ââŠWhat?!â
I was so startled that I covered my mouth.
How Viscount Puterio found Sislin in the Forest was a mystery.
If he had location tracking magic or other similar magic, he would have come to find him right away, but he didnât and he came to find him after a delay.
âThis means, someone deliberately gave the location to Viscount Puterio?â
Who would do such a cruel thing?
âOf course itâs not me, madam⊠You know I care about Sislin.â
âI know.â
Madam Mimosa simply agreed and put down the life records.
âI donât think it was Annette who did it either.â
ââŠâŠâ
âBut as a matter of procedure, I am asking all the children who came into my room.â
The madam was convinced that it was a childâs work.
Madam Mimosa in the original had a short appearance as an extra, so I had little information on her, but she was quite a keen person. If she thought so, there must be a clear reason.
âIf you know anything, come and talk to me.â
ââŠYes, madam.â
Madam Mimosa said, âPlease leave,â and turned around again with a cold face.
I left the room with a serious expression on my face.
âWho would have done that?â
Was it related to the shadow of a child I saw at the hideout last time?
Intuitively, I was convinced that the two were the same person.
I finally had to come to this conclusion.
In this Forest;
There was a child bothering Sislin.
A child who was viciously bothering with the intention of sending him far away.
ââŠâŠâ
My fist gained strength. .
* * *
Returning to the classroom before the class began, I held my chin and looked at the children.
All the children looked happy, kind and innocent.
âItâs cruel for a child to want to send him out so that he can become a slave.â
âŠNo.
On the contrary, it could be crueler because it was a child.
Rather than thinking deeply about life after being dragged into slavery, it must have been a simple wish for Sislin to disappear.
ââŠâŠâ
I fiddled with the bright red, shiny apple in my hands.
âYou must find the person.â
Because I didnât know what else to do with that blind heart.
If you were active enough to tattle on where we were hiding and inform the slave trader, you would surely move again.
âIt happened twice because I didnât know. I wonât let there be a third time.â
I rolled my head sharply and bravely like a honey badger hiding in the grass.
Now, it was my turn to put aside my love for the Trees and open up cool-headed suspicion.
There were a total of two âcriminalâ candidates.
The first was that child.
âHeinrich, Heinri! Do you want this brooch?â
The pretty child with platinum blonde hair and vibrant turquoise eyes was named Vivian, 11 years old.
Vivian was a little lady who was still young, but the sprouts of beauty could already be seen.
She was a self-proclaimed âHeinrich followerâ.
Vivian was a child who was together with Heinrich when he awakened his abilities. She fell in love with Heinrich at a glance after seeing the special first-level magic that was strong enough to wear a âmagic force suppressor.â
It would have looked even greater to her because her magic was weak.
Since then, she had been chasing Heinrich, though he found her quite annoying.
Heinrich said with a frown as if waving away a fluttering fly.
âIâm not going to take it. Please donât play tricks and get lost.â
However, Vivian was not intimidated.
She asked Heinrich again, looking out the window with her chin on her hand.
âBy the way, why arenât you replying to my letter? Donât you like the content? Do you want me to write it again?â
Heinrich replied, staring at Vivian through narrowed purple eyes.
âI donât know the content. Because I tore it apart without reading it.â
ââŠâŠâ
âAh, the way you treat a girl is so rude!â
Huhu, it was totally heartbreaking for me to watch.
Sure enough, Vivian stepped down after suffering internal injuries due to lack of manners from the chihuahua.
Of course, it wasnât that I didnât understand Heinrich.
He said he didnât like it, but she followed him so much that he almost got neurosis.
In particular, she had already sent more than 30 letters. Even though she was ignored every time.
âShe was a huge follower in the original work.â
Vivian liked what Heinrich liked, and blindly hated what he hated.
âThatâs why she followed Heinrich and severely harassed Sislin.â
Then, Heinrich paid attention to her.
However, in the original work, Sislin later did not take revenge on Vivian, but it seemed that he was not interested in her.
In the end, she did not receive anyoneâs attention.
I looked closely at Vivian.
âIf itâs Vivian, thereâs a possibility.â
Her basic attribute was being a model student, and she had a strong reporting spirit, so if she had found our hideout, she would have reported it.
Contacting Puterio⊠It could have been because Heinrich already showed that he hates Sislin.
At the time I was contemplating, Vivian made eye contact with me.
ââŠâŠâ
Then she squinted and glared as if she was displeased, and turned her head again.
âHmm, Iâm being hated.â
Vivian hated me quite a bit. The more Heinrich followed me, the more I felt that she hated me.
I was the only one Vivian did not blindly like according to Heinrichâs taste.
Maybe she just disliked me.
âA check from a little kid⊠but itâs not scary at all.â
I shook my head lightly.
Anyway, no matter how suspicious it was, it was not easy to doubt Vivian.
It was a matter to be approached very carefully as the nature of the crime was bad.
Because it could have created an unfortunate child.
Still, the first of the two âcriminalâ candidates was Vivian.
The last candidate wasâŠ
At that time, Heinrich appeared, cutting my string of thoughts.
âSister, give me an award. Iâm the best at picking apples and Iâm the coolest.â
Suddenly, I remembered the first time I met Heinrich.
The boy with cold eyes like a deep winter forest, with a lot of thorns standing upâŠ
Initially, Heinrich was mean to me, but I had no choice but to accept everything.
Because I liked him so much.
I cared for that boy a lot even when he was just the main character in the novel.
Even if he behaved badly, I knew that he wasnât innately bad, he was just a very lonely child.
However, in this situation, the child with the strongest motive for committing the crime against Sislin was⊠It was Heinrich.
I barely kept my cool.
âYou are the second candidate as the culprit. Heinrich.â
âSister.â
Heinrichâs beautiful eyes that resembled winter nights gently curved along his sharp eyes.
âAs a reward, can I sit next to you today and take classes?â
The boy smiled prettily and held his chin. Not knowing what was going through my mind at all.
âIt hurts my heart to conclude that Heinrich is a candidate as the culprit.â
A sense of conflict surged.
There was no way a baby so cute, so naive, and so kind that he couldnât even touch other peopleâs hair couldnât have done that! (This was definitely bean pods. Heinrich once pulled out a handful of hair from a baron during socialization training.)
(PR/N: As said in a previous chapter, bean pods here mean that her eyes are so blinded like bean pods covering her eyes. Basically saying sheâs blinded by her love lmao)
My love for my favorite and my sense of reason fought fiercely, so I groaned and touched my forehead.
âIf Heinrich did, it would be even worse.â
Heinrich was basically a child who knew what a slaveâs treatment would be.
So, he knew everything and still did it.
If it was any other average thing, I would have wrapped it up with how Heinrich couldnât have done such a thing.
âBut this is⊠This is about Sislin.â
Heinrich was probably the person who wished Sislin would be sent out of the Forest the most right now.
I knew that the troublemaker, who had thought it was natural to monopolize me, hated Sislin a lot these days.
Besides, considering the originalâŠ
From the character setting to the motive to hate, everything was perfect.
âSister, why arenât you answering?â
Heinrich put his elbows on the desk and looked up at me with his pretty face cradled in his hands.