The Great Prophet Is Running From Her Previous Life ~ I Want to Live a Rose-Colored Life After Being

Today is Noah's Mansion, an information exchange meeting that is no longer a regular event.

As usual, Noah and Chiaran and the three of them surrounded the materials of this year's sacrificial enchantment between the Claytons.

All of them are 14 years old, and the Boy Detective Corps has completely disappeared, but I don't feel comfortable if I don't do it anymore. There's nothing we can do about it.

Besides, Gladys had better avoid any unnecessary information or obfuscation on the part of the great prophets. Because I don't know what information is useful beyond the prophecy. Besides, Noah has a lot of information.

This summer solstice was almost the same as last year. We cited the country and prepared and intercepted it in advance, so there were no major damages or sacrifices like last year.

Except for one sacrifice.

"This year's sacrifice was made by adult women in their 20s and 40s. I don't know who I am."

Noah presents the material.

"Last year's victim was definitely Matthew Monk, head of the Monk Chamber of Commerce, right?

"Yeah, I got my fingerprints off the remaining fingers. Determined by Monk"

Noah nods to my question. Fingerprint tests are the law I introduced in the Zacharian era. I can't believe it's going to help me now, beyond the times.

This time, the victim was rounded by the monster he expressed, leaving only his right arm. From that arm, you can easily tell that you're an adult woman. Even if the fingerprints are taken, there's nothing I can do if I don't know the source of the inquiry.

Unless it is a very special characteristic, it will not be examined, but there is no such description in the document. If I mention it strongly, is there a sweet smell left?

"Can't you identify the perfume the victim was using and explore it from there?

"By the time this report was compiled and brought back to my grandfather, corruption had begun and it was impossible. The only soldier who noticed the smell was the soldier who testified, and I don't remember it exactly anymore."

Oh, that's Isaac. You're doing what you can. Still, I guess it's a lot of work. It's all in the back.

As I predicted last time, the number of monsters generated and expressed is doubling. Last year there were four, but this year there are eight. So, what, 16 next year? And it's getting more and more powerful. If we don't turn it down soon, in a few years, we'll be able to intercept it with all the forces in the country, right?

With regard to the past three sites, the resurgence of monsters has been prevented thanks to research and the strict sealing of spiritual water. Otherwise, we're already in a terrible situation at the moment.

"The criteria for sacrifice are becoming increasingly obscure. The Einsworth family was holding Sonia back."

Chiaran in the front seat leaks his feelings with a complicated face. Sonia, Chiaran's cousin, was particularly worried because she had dark hair and green eyes. That's not why Sonia's risk has dropped.

"That's right. The first two are a girl with black hair and green eyes. Is there anything in common with my next uncle, who is over 50 years old, and this time an adult woman?

"If only the bodies of this victim were left. Next year, we'll have to warn all the King's citizens.

Noah says she's going to get a little distracted. Sure, there's no squeeze in this. Isaac, good luck.

"Cut it up around here and make some tea. I have some sweets for Patisserie Ayaka."

"I did it! I'm a huge fan, too."

"After all, we haven't talked about anything more than last year."

Chiaran sighed, but I agreed with Noah's proposal and cleared up the details. The maid quickly prepares tea and dessert for three.

"I don't like chiaran very much, so I chose a bit of an adult flavor."

"Wow, Savaran?

"Have you ever eaten?

"Not yet. I just know."

In this world. After all, I've always attacked my favorite cheesecake system, so I haven't been able to fully dominate the Patisserie Ayaka menu yet. It is rather welcome to be behaved in a way that is difficult to handle.

I don't want it to happen quickly. Oh, rum is good and delicious. Exactly the flavor of an adult! Sometimes this is good.

"Speaking of which, I hear you did it again with Miss Tilda of the Ingrams."

Chiaran shakes up what happened last time in public. Speaking of which, Chiaran witnessed the last collision. I was about to be preached.

"Are you getting rumored already?

"Your rumors arrive quite quickly. Mostly bad reputation."

"Ahahahaha, I hear you've been teasing me a lot again. Miss Tilda, she's taking a special class at school and polishing her magic."

Noah, who has a quick ear, laughs and gives out additional information.

"Fufufu, it's going to be fun when you go to school."

Imagine, it's getting kind of fun.

What is this? Why are you feeling so fuzzy and happy?

Looking at Chiaran in front of him, he was somehow surprised.

"What's wrong with you?

What is it ~?

I was surprised to see my hand holding a fork as I answered back. My white hands are brighter red than when I take a bath. Place the fork and observe both hands. Redness gradually appeared.

Huh? I suddenly lost my head. Your body is hot and frustrating.

I couldn't maintain my posture and fell down to my desk.

"Wow, Gladys!?

Noah, who was sitting next to me, rushed to my shoulders on the brink of a collision.

"Huh? Ahahaha, it's a knee pillow ~"

I laugh unexpectedly. It's kind of funny. With so much momentum, Noah turned over on her lap and laughed at the shards.

"Hey, hey, my skirt...."

I heard Noah's impatient voice.

"Chiaran, I can't believe this...."

"You're drunk. Alcohol for confectionery?

They're saying something, but I'm not clear.

I'm drunk? Yeah, what are you talking about? I'm a monkey enough to drink with a bottomless gidion. I'm not really drunk.

"Chiaran, do something!"

Noah's unusual and unexpected voice was funny and she laughed again.

Let's detoxify.

Chiaran came to me and knelt down. I drifted my stretched hand a little lost and touched it a little below my throat.

What? Isn't the magic of detoxification effective from the top of your heart?

"No, my heart is here."

Grab Chiaran's hand and move him down.

"Hmm!?

Ah, Chiaran's face is also red. He laughs funny again. Why is Noah stretching his arms around the hem of the skirt at the knee of a fun and chaotic foot?

"... just do it now"

"... ahh"

The two low tense voices push the laughter again. I laugh anyway, without knowing what's so funny.

All I can hear indoors is my laughter. Your body feels the heat gradually converging around your chest. It also gradually stopped as the headscarf dragged.

At the same time that the inside of my head became clear, I was stunned. --That phenomenon that just happened to me, which I have never experienced before....

It's been less than a year since I was almost the age to lift the ban on alcohol, and I'm looking forward to it!

Am I the lower door!!?

You're kidding!? Why!?

Why am I the only Tristan and Gideon!? Grace!? Grace's blood!?? You left me a bomb for a souvenir, Konoyaro!! A ghost!?

How dare you sneak up on me even after I'm dead!?