‘Huh? Mr. Mouse isn’t in the cafe? He was there before lunch.’

    Swish.

    2 o’clock in the afternoon, when the sound of rain is pleasant to listen to.

    Eunha looked at Banharin, who was sitting alone at the table, and stroked the back of her neck.

    ‘Mouse’, who started visiting the cafe with Banharin one day.

    At this time of day, she is nowhere to be seen, holding the back of his neck due to Banharin’s antics.

    Minor discomfort.

    And a little bit of worry.

    As if the gaze of the galaxy had caught his eye, Banharin, who was typing on her laptop, raised her head and gave him a cold look.

    “Even if you don’t look at me like that, I’ve fallen for you, Eunha, so stop looking at me.”

    “Do you know where Mr. ‘Mouse’ went?”

    “He said he had something to do earlier and left.”

    I heard there’s something I need to ask the detective.

    Considering that he left without even telling Banharin why, it seems like it was an extremely personal matter.

    Do Jong-ha and the mouse… would it be okay to put the two together?

    A mouse is a mouse, but I’m worried that Detective Ms. Lee, who opened her eyes once and had her memories sucked out by the [Forgetful Saintess], will have a hard time again.

    “… … You look quite worried, but what exactly are you worried about? The mouse has a ‘ring’, so it should be okay, right?”

    “That’s true. ”

    An ‘inverted cross ring’ worn on a long rat tail.

    An amulet that prevents the approach of ‘unknown monsters’ only when you are away from the galaxy…

    However, ‘mediocre things’ that are not monsters seem to look ordinary.

    Last time we met, he was laughing at the sight of a bald ghost wandering around the crosswalk.

    I have many concerns.

    “That’s what a mouse says because it’s a grown man.”

    “Mr. Banharin. It’s not funny.”

    “You’re a top-class hunter, so you’ll be fine. So please stop worrying about your mom and take care of yourself.”

    “Shall I call and ask where you are?”

    “I’m saying you don’t have to do that.”

    The conversation is similar to usual.

    A space where only Banharin and Eunha are left, while Eunbangul and Kangnari go out to eat lunch.

    The cafe without customers was quieter than expected.

    ‘… … If I die once, it’s over.’

    Kwak…

    The corners of Eunha’s mouth go up as usual.

    What’s behind a smile?

    I don’t know.

    Eunha, who had finally stopped thinking, patted Banharin on the side.

    “Okay. I just don’t want others to get hurt. It would be nice if we could all live together for a long time.”

    “… … .”

    “May you live long, Mr. Banharin.”

    I want to live long.

    Could it be because of the vague feeling of anxiety that started in the morning?

    But in the end, Eun-ha decided to stop worrying about the ‘mouse’.

    Who cares about an A-class hunter?

    ‘I hope nothing happens.’

    There is also an ‘inverted cross ring’ attached to the tail,

    Forgetting the rules of the guide, poking around in the wrong places,

    If the monster decides not to break the rules,

    There won’t be a problem.

    Daughter~♪

    “Unnie Eunha! We just had lunch! What did you talk about? I didn’t go near the apartment today either!”

    “I’m thinking about which part of our Bangul to suck.”

    “Here! Here here!”

    Chuuup!

    Eun Bang-ul, who has just returned from lunch, runs to Eun Ha and hugs her.

    Kang Na-ri, who followed behind, greets Eun-ha and heads to the kitchen.

    Swish…

    At some point around 1pm,

    There are three returning footsteps.

    The rabbit’s ears, soaked in the moisture of a rainy day, tremble and splash water droplets.

    A quiet cafe.

    “… … .”

    Ugh…

    The galaxy for a moment,

    I suppressed a pounding headache as I remembered the ‘rabbit stuffed animal’ I had seen in the apartment.

    A silver bell held in one’s arms.

    What is that rabbit thinking right now?

    What are you thinking while laughing?

    “… … .”

    He grabbed both hands that were absentmindedly reaching out to the girl and stopped them.

    Thump. Thump.

    The galaxy laughed.

    It’s okay now.

    He hugs the silver bell in his arms tightly.

    ‘Haa… I like cafes because they’re comfortable… If Bangul sucks all the balls, I’ll have to go to the apartment and have a fly party.’

    Turn your head slightly.

    On the wall behind the cash register, photos taken here and there watch over the galaxy.

    A photo of people working at a cafe.

    A photo of yourself from your daily life, taken without knowing when it was taken.

    A few months ago, a photo taken with Banharin during the E-class promotion exam, etc…

    Memories remain in photographs.

    He raised the corners of his mouth as he looked at the pictures hanging on the wall.

    I hope everything goes smoothly today.

    ‘But since I finished the [Crack Field] detective work this time, I was planning on taking it easy for a while… but the carrier is open?’

    Sneak peek.

    And then,

    Eunha, who was looking at the pictures hanging on the wall of the checkout counter, lowered her gaze.

    A black carrier that’s always hidden under the checkout counter.

    Last time, Banharin secretly took it and woke up, so I check it from time to time even while working at the cafe.

    The carrier containing the [Black Book] opens gently and greets the galaxy.

    The carrier is open.

    Like lips that are wide open.

    Is this the mouth shape that says, ‘Hello? Have you forgotten me?’

    A smiling galaxy waved at the carrier.

    Sadly, there is no response.

    “Haa… haha.”

    Turning pouring sighs into laughter.

    Then, he buried the face of the silver bell in his arms into his soft chest, making it impossible for the girl to see anything.

    He bent down and opened the slightly open carrier.

    A carrier that’s wide open.

    There is no [black book].

    I’m sure you checked that the carrier was closed just now.

    Ododok.

    The embarrassed Eunha bent down, holding the silver bell in her arms.

    A cool sound is heard from the rabbit’s waist, curved like a bow.

    ( ……Are you a packager? )

    (Okay. I just came today to test it out.)

    And then a conversation suddenly comes to mind.

    The beauty who came to the cafe today,

    The sound of an insect brushing past my eardrums.

    Could it be that the bugs borrowed it?

    Eunha checked the carrier where [Black Book] disappeared.

    “… What did you leave behind?”

    Sagak-.

    dark carrier floor,

    A pair of adorable castanets sit shyly away.

    That’s what the pumpkin bee always carries around.

    As if to tell who took it,

    As if to tell me to rest assured.

    ‘Hey cutie. If I find you, I’ll put your belly button in my mouth.’

    Of course, I didn’t feel at all reassured.

    These days, if you don’t open [the black book] much, do you think it’s a public good like someone’s body?

    I’m angry.

    “Miss Galaxy. Why are you like that?”

    “My baby ran away.”

    “Which kid is it?”

    “When you say it like that, the conversation becomes weird, right?”

    “How many babies have you hatched?”

    “No, what’s wrong with our kids?”

    Galaxy that closed the carrier.

    He hugged the silver bell in his arms.

    The rabbit girl, her face buried in the softness of the galaxy, whimpers as if she is out of breath.

    But then, right after, he knocked on the galaxy’s pelvis,

    He ended up stretching out with a happy groan.

    The rabbit was happy.

    ‘[The Black Book] is gone… Let’s look around for now. If I can’t find [The Black Book] by the time I get off work, I’ll call [Grandpa Park] and ask him… Or maybe I’ll just look up at the apartment.’

    I thought positively.

    There are many ways to find out.

    Sagak-.

    Peaceful cafe time.

    Eunha held the unusually quiet Eunbangul in her arms and patted its small back.

    The galaxy was happy.

    … … .

    … … .

    “… … Tsk.”

    And then, at 2pm.

    A rural village deep in the mountains.

    The ‘mouse’ clicked its tongue slightly.

    In her hand she holds a group photo of the ‘Hanbit Orphanage’.

    “… … .”

    The clue was left in a photograph.

    She parked her car in a vacant lot a little way from the countryside and looked at the remains of a burned-out orphanage.

    The mouse’s long tail holds the umbrella, blocking the pouring rain.

    Hot and spicy!

    Request for investigation of orphanage.

    ‘Mouse’ looked at Detective Do Jong-ha with anxious eyes.

    To be exact, above Do Jong-ha’s head.

    “… … .”

    On the head of Do Jong-ha, who was stylishly dressed in a thick trench coat and a detective hat,

    Hot and sour.

    There, the squash bee I saw sometime ago, riding proudly on a wooden horse,

    He was looking around like a beach lifeguard.

    Phew…

    Her plump lips were tightly shut as if she felt a great sense of responsibility.

    The girl’s body is filled with the joy of the world.

    Phew…

    In the hands of the pumpkin bee ‘Fly’,

    There was a black book in my hand that I had never seen before.

    ‘What is that?’

    Above Do Jong-ha’s head.

    Pumpkin bees and black books.

    ‘Fly’s’ eyes were not visible because they were hidden by his bangs.

    Purur…

    ‘Fly’ grabbed the [Black Book] with one hand and the side of Do Jong-ha’s hair with the other.

    The ‘mouse’ quietly averted his gaze and lowered his eyes to the dirt floor.

    Let’s not make eye contact. It’s scary.

    I want to see the galaxy.

    The ‘mouse’ lowered its eyes and smiled miserably.

    … … .

    “Now we will look at the orphanage’s past.”

    “… … .”

    And, detective Do Jong-ha, who finished his investigation by stirring up a rural village,

    A ‘mouse’ that followed her around and looked around.

    They returned to the empty lot, feeling out of place in this place full of suspicious things.

    “So, cheer up, you bastard! Since you said you’d help me, use it wisely!”

    “Shouldn’t you just shut up a little?”

    Kyaang!

    Right now, I was hammering hard.

    Kyaang!

    Four hexagonal stakes engraved with constellations you’ve never seen before.

    It is a large stake that Do Jong-ha took out from the car trunk, saying that he was going to create a secret room.

    Could it be an ‘artifact’ with special abilities?

    ‘Mouse’ took the hammer handed to him by Do Jong-ha and drove stakes into the edge of the empty lot to surround the remains of the orphanage.

    Kyaang!

    ‘Fly’ flinched at every sound of a stake being driven and puffed up his soft cheeks.

    “It’s an [Artifact] that randomly creates a sealed room. I bought it for a high price overseas. But I don’t use it often.”

    “Is there a reason?”

    “If you use it in the city, you’ll be noticed because it destroys the asphalt and the floors of buildings… Oh, it’s a little bit lower than that.”

    “Why are you telling me now when it’s already taken root? You have to pull it out again.”

    Kyaang!

    Drive a stake.

    “Tsk… It’s easy to put it in because there’s a lot of water, but it keeps splashing out.”

    “Still, it’s amazing for a first time. I’m getting better and better. Is he an A-class hunter?”

    Woohoo!

    After a while, four stakes were driven into the empty lot filled with puddles,

    The stake began to vibrate and emit translucent smoke.

    Gray smoke billowing out.

    It connects the stakes and the stakes, creating a giant mosquito net-like curtain.

    Knock knock knock.

    The sound of pouring rain being blocked by a curtain.

    A sealed room in the shape of a cube made of mana was created.

    “Money crap…”

    The ‘mouse’ exclaimed in admiration, lowered his umbrella, and touched the curtain with his fingertips.

    The ‘curtain’ ripples in time with her gestures, as if touching a thin film.

    “Oh…”

    “Please step aside for a moment.”

    So, after a long preparation,

    Do Jong-ha, who had stretched once, used his ‘skill’.

    … … .

    Kiiingㅡ.

    Blue waves spread out from Do Jong-ha’s body.

    As the ‘skill’ is activated, the flowing blue powder begins to echo inside the sealed ‘curtain’.

    Kiiingㅡ. Kiiingㅡ.

    Blue grains spreading out in all directions.

    Dust made of ‘Mana’.

    The sound of two pieces of iron rubbing together.

    The air rubs against each other, making a strange creaking sound.

    Blue ‘dust’ crashes in all directions, filling the enclosed space.

    Woof……

    How much time has passed like that?

    In a world completely turned blue by the scattered powder.

    And then, at some point, a ‘red mannequin’ appeared in front of Do Jong-ha’s eyes.

    As if rewinding time, he began to mimic the actions that Do Jong-ha had just performed.

    “It’s definitely sealed. The ‘skill’ works cleanly.”

    Red mannequin in a blue world.

    A mannequin with the exact same face as Do Jong-ha imitated his past actions.

    Do Jong-ha’s [Secret Room Flashback] skill, which allows him to replay past events that occurred in a specific secret room…

    Adjust your ‘skill’ by observing the past that you started looking back on.

    “How many years ago was the orphanage topic? Since it’s a ‘skill’ that can’t be used for a long time, I’ll turn back time right away.”

    “Huh… I think it says February 4 years ago… ”

    Kiiing!!

    The accelerating friction sound that follows.

    Immediately afterwards, blue dust begins to billow, and numerous ‘red mannequins’ appear and disappear at high speed.

    Recall the time.

    Years pass. People of all kinds come and go, investigate, and leave the ruins of the orphanage.

    Countless events flash by, and as we move into the past, the precisely shaped ‘red mannequins’ begin to distort like wet sand castles.

    “Huh?”

    At that moment, the ‘mouse’ saw something in the rewinding time.

    Kiiing!

    He is a person.

    In a time that is rewinding at high speed, the figure of ‘someone’ standing tall in front of an orphanage.

    It’s as if I’ve been visiting the orphanage every single day for the past several years,

    As if I was just staring blankly at the remains of an orphanage and leaving.

    “… … .”

    The mouse saw some madness in that ‘someone’.

    『… … .』

    Our eyes meet.

    ‘Someone’ recreated with a red mannequin.

    Kiiing! Kiiing!

    And as time goes by, looking back on time,

    When the appearance of the ‘red mannequins’ that recreate the past became like clay dolls made by children throwing them.

    Hurrruk!

    In an instant, a huge flame bursts out and disappears,

    Do Jong-ha, who was quickly recalling time, stopped using his skill.

    … … .

    – Haha! I’m number one!

    – It’s fatal! It’s foul play!

    A skill that recalls the past of a secret room.

    And finally,

    The ‘mouse’, who was quietly watching the scene from the corner,

    A small ‘orphanage’ made of blue dust,

    ‘Red mannequins’ could be seen running around the orphanage.

    … … earlier,

    ‘Someone’ who was looking at the orphanage that had burned down,

    It was no longer visible.

    … … .

    … … .

    – Foul! Foul! Jump again!

    The smell is flowing.

    It smells peaceful.

    The atmosphere filled with memories sometimes comes to me as a smell.

    Come on!

    The sound of tiny ‘red mannequins’ running through an empty lot.

    Flowers blooming in the flower bed.

    A laughter like a forsythia.

    – Come with me, you bald head!

    – It’s not bald! It’ll grow back later! The cheetah was smiling!

    – Brother! Why is that kid laughing?

    – I told you I’m not bald!

    Do Jong-ha confirmed the past moment with his sharp eyes.

    The past, engraved like a fingerprint, unfolds peacefully, and the dripping nosebleed is quietly wiped away.

    At the sound of the detective’s cough, Fly, who was riding on the wooden horse, was startled and grabbed his hair.

    “Cough… I turned it a little too much. It was my first time turning it this much, so I made a mistake.”

    “How much did you turn it?”

    “I don’t know. It’s probably been rotated twice as much as I originally thought.”

    “… … Isn’t this a fraud skill? Can you turn back the past like this?”

    “Thanks to you, I’m going to be sick in bed for a few days.”

    Coloc.

    Vomiting up clumps of blood. Blood that has accumulated in the lungs and has hardened into a jelly-like substance.

    He takes an emergency potion out of his trench coat and pours it down his throat.

    “Wow… Seeing is believing. I’m going to see for myself what kind of place the orphanage was.”

    “… … ”

    Did Do Jong-ha, who was wiping the blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, care?

    The ‘mouse’ that had been silently watching her used its ‘skill’ while wagging its long tail.

    Sighㅡㅡㅡsnapㅡㅡㅡ.

    The sound of a slowing second hand.

    At that moment, Do Jong-ha lets out a much more relaxed breath.

    “Oh…? Is Mr. ‘Mouse’ also a space-related skill? This feels a bit more comfortable.”

    “Can I just wander around?”

    “Think of it as being inside a videotape. You can take off the clothes or open closed doors, but you cannot talk to it or interfere with the ‘mannequin’s’ actions.”

    Hanbit Orphanage.

    What happened here?

    What was this place?

    We passed the peaceful flowerbed with the ‘mouse’ and headed towards a small orphanage.

    Sub-sub-sub.

    The sound of stepping on blue dust.

    Hot and sour.

    The sound of ‘Fly’, who was holding the [Black Book], grabbing Do Jong-ha’s head.

    – Kyahahaha~ I’m bald!

    – Ah, don’t do that!

    – Huzzmulgur~!

    The sound of children’s laughter.

    The ‘red mannequins’ looked like lively children.

    Children running around the vacant lot.

    A child watering a flower bed.

    A boy who secretly picks and eats flowers blooming in the backyard without other children knowing.

    A child shivering as if he were cold and scratching his itchy skin.

    A child reading a book, a child pulling out his own hair.

    A child digging the ground in the backyard with his bare hands and vomiting.

    A child running around in an empty lot.

    Children who have not yet become adults.

    A peaceful orphanage scene.

    I looked around at the flower buds blooming one by one in the backyard of the orphanage where Dojong was staying.

    Reproduced with his own skill, made of blue mana dust,

    It is a flower garden embroidered with flower pots that resemble thin pinwheels.

    ‘There are about 20 children… Is it okay for an orphanage to have this many children in such a small rural area?’

    Do Jong-ha checked on the children one by one.

    Unfortunately, among the children running around, there was no one who looked like Eunha as a child.

    The orphanage where Eunha lived… What kind of place would it be?

    The baby galaxy must be cute and adorable.

    I walked with a pounding heart.

    – Kyahahaha! What are you doing, Harin? You’ve been looking over there all this time… What’s wrong?

    So, passing by the past that is being played,

    Do Jong-ha approaches the tightly closed orphanage building.

    Click-.

    She walked around for a while, looking around to see if there was anything unusual.

    The moment I reached out and grabbed the doorknob.

    – … But, guys.

    Living away from the giggling children,

    A teenage girl with a sharp expression,

    The ‘red mannequin’ created with skill,

    He pointed at Do Jong-ha with his finger.

    – Who are those girls?

    Knock knock.

    The children who had been playing brightly turned their heads and looked at the two people.

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