âT-Then, if weâre going to take a risk regardless, itâs better to return!â
âWhat do you think this is?â
Lady Emma held up a dirty stick-like thing.
â?â
âItâs⊠an animal bone. At the landing point of Over âs seeds, blood and pieces of flesh were found together under the debris of the thing that covered the seeds.â
â?â
âMoving things⊠are a source of nutrients for Over . If the seeds fell while aiming at things that could move⊠this bone might have been us if we hadnât parked our carriages to take a break at that time.â
â?!!!â
âS-S-Scary!!! Emma, you really come up with the scariest things, donât you?!â
âNee-samaâŠ?! Eh? EHH? We rode the cats and dashed here, thoughâŠâ
âWell, the seeds had already started flying then. So I guess we just got lucky?â
âScary! Thatâs too scary, Nee-sama!!!â
Whatâs with that?! Whatâs up with this girlâs analytical skills?
Unbelievable. I kept shaking my head.
She came up with one hypothesis after another.
HoweverâŠ
âNo, that must have been a coincidence. I have never heard of⊠such a storyâŠâ
âNo, it was written in point 79 of the [Advice from the People] section in document number 25600 that a seed hit a merchantâs carriage. And point 453 of the same section contained a statement from a witness that one of the seeds appeared to have shifted its direction mid-flight and landed right on a herd of deer, seemingly having locked onto its target.â
William-kun recited a passage from the document we had given to Melsa-dono from his memory.
âHuh? William-kun, you memorized everything?â
Eh? Whatâs with this kid⊠Despite his cute face, heâs⊠actually a monster?
End of Fukushimaâs POV
âIf only I had memory like thatâŠâ
âŠPassing Monster Science would be a breeze. George stared into the distance.
âIf we canât ride the carriages from here on⊠Isnât the colony of Over closer to our current position now that we have come this far?â
Melsa, who had gone there once, suggested that Fukushima give up and move on quickly.
âWhat?â
âFukushima-sama, weâre going, okay?â
Melsa got on the huge white cat and went in the direction where their carriages were parked.
âChou-chan, we should return slowly, so no running, got it?â
âMeowâȘâ
âWait, didnât you say that moving was dangerous⊠Huh?â
âThatâs why we are going back as slowly as we can.â
âItâs alright, Melsa. I will protect you even if the seeds fly towards us.â
ââŠDonât, dear. If you still have the leeway to protect me, donât mind me and just hurry up and escape.â
âIf I have the time to escape, I will definitely come to protect you instead.â
ââŠJeez, youâre so stubbornâŠâ
âMelsa⊠I already said this a while ago, but youâre beautiful.â
Leonard stayed by Melsaâs side, walking alongside the white cat she rode on.
ââŠEh?â
âFukushima-sama, although we stopped our carriages, we still had a larger number of people. And yet, the seeds targeted the animal this bone belonged to instead of us. Thus, Mother guessed that moving fast was probably not a good idea.â
âItâs only a hypothesis, though.â William mounted the back of a calico cat while wiping the sand and rainbows spilling from his mouth with a handkerchief.
âUhh? âŠWhat?â
Fukushima didnât really understand what was going on, but things had been moving the way the Stuart family wished because he had been completely fooled and coaxed.
âHuh?â
âFukushima-sama, the sky will turn dark if we donât set out soon, you know? Letâs make haste and go see Over , okay?â
Emma and George also rode their cats and followed behind Leonard and Melsa, who were slowly entering a world of their own.
âHuh?â
ââŠHm?â
âHuh?â
â â â
MeanwhileâŠ
The samurais who were left behind started fretting over their fear of Over and how Fukushima and the family had yet to return. But more than that, they were trembling because of the rustling sound they kept hearing from the Stuart familyâs carriage.
âH-Hey⊠why donât we open the carriage door for just a second?â
âOf course we mustnât do that! Stop saying such dishonorable words!â
âBut, hey, we wouldnât be so scared if we knew what was inside.â
It was scary because they didnât know what could possibly be there. The same went with the fear of the dark or ghosts, right?
They might be samurais, but what was scary would still be scary for them.
âWe just have to put up with it until Fukushima-sama returns, donât we?â
âAnd what if he doesnât return? He went by horse, remember? Isnât it about time he came back?â
Just waiting endlessly inside the landing range of Over âs seeds is already scary enough. The samurai thought. And yet, the rustling sound seemed to only grow louder and louder. No matter how he listened to it, it wasnât a sound made by one or two creatures.
âWhat if many spiders as big as the one the Count put on his head come out?â
âEeeekkkk! Stop that, I donât want to imagine it!â
*rustle rustle rustle*
âDonât spout nonsense. How could there be that many spiders of that size?â
âIt must be the Countess and her daughterâs clothes. Itâs the rustling sound of the clothes.â