147 – Home Breaking
“Good job everyone. Get some rest and see you tomorrow.”
“Uh, are you off work already?”
“That’s right.”
Rather than being happy, Leah was rather shy. She tilted her head and carefully brought her words out.
“Hmm. It is finished much earlier than expected.”
She left work on time, but it was not unusual for her to feel that way since she was so late.
“I’ll be away from the office a lot for other business. So, you can go to work on your own, finish your day, and then go home.”
From tomorrow anyway, Juliet will go to work in the morning and leave her office door unlocked with her spare key. She
She, of course, has told her the same. She said that if you don’t bother with the commute time and submit her report as much as you work, you will be given an appropriate incentive.
But at my words, Leah made a rather shocked expression. But as she wondered why, she muttered in her small voice.
“So, is it possible that I won’t be able to see the director all day…?”
“I’d probably try to stop by at least for a moment, but I guess I could.”
“I can’t…”
It was only when she saw her dead body that she belatedly realized what it meant.
This woman seems to have shown that she likes Lupin a lot since the last time, and she seems to have tried to satisfy her dark feelings even while working.
[You notice this right away.]
‘I’m not an idiot, so how can I not know that I’m showing off like that?’
[Ugh. Like this pathetic guy.]
‘No, why again this time?’
[Enough. Just because it looks more fun if you don’t talk.]
Anyway, it’s not wrong to satisfy one’s selfishness, so I didn’t mean to point out anything.
I feel sorry for her because she feels like she is just taking advantage of a heart she can’t accept.
No. Let’s not take it too seriously. It’s just a light crush anyway, so it will fade soon after time. To put it bluntly, the age difference between Lupine and Leah is almost a daughter’s age, but if it continues, that’s even more strange.
“Then I will go home first.”
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Juliet bowed politely and left her office first. Only then did Leah hesitantly greet her and run away after her.
“Oh, goodbye!”
“Both of you enter carefully.”
A lonely office. I also wanted to go home and play around, but I still had work to do, so I hurriedly locked the door and started chasing after Juliet.
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Juliet must be hiding something. She was almost certain, either circumstantially or as a warning from her gut. Today I’m going to check out what it is.
These days, it feels like I’ve been following someone more often for some reason, but I tried to rationalize it by saying it was unavoidable.
She seemed to be heading straight for her house. If she had headed somewhere else, she would have followed, saying she was right, but this made her a little worried.
Is it right to go inside the house? With my camouflage ability, I could fool the general public. It wasn’t difficult.
It’s not easy to notice her magic, even if she has a sharper sense than normal people.
She just has to say that she has a conscience.
It wouldn’t be a good picture for her to invade her house without respecting her privacy like this, while wanting to make Juliet my loyal subordinate.
But I wonder if the phantom thief needs to pay attention to all these things.
It’s a criminal anyway, and at one point, wouldn’t it be better to just check it for sure?
‘What does Goddess think?’
[Of course, you have to enter at the point where you have come this far.]
‘As expected, right?’
[Hmm. And after finding a weakness in the house, he used that as an excuse to threaten…]
‘Are you really crazy? It’s not just a thief, it’s a perverted s*x offender!’
[You don’t know what. Originally, women are attracted to bad men.]
The fact that this person is a goddess is just disastrous. Maybe this world was terribly wrong from the beginning.
Anyway, let’s go home. It’s not because there’s absolutely no bad intentions, it’s just to uncover Juliet’s identity. No, is that a bad meaning?
Opening the door of an ordinary house was nothing short of a piece of cake. She cautiously sneaked into the house and found that she was washing in her bathroom just in time.
Perfect timing.
[Yes. It’s perfect. Now go into the bathroom…]
‘Please be quiet.’
After quickly cutting off the goddess’s nonsense, they decided to gather information that would serve as clues while Juliet was away.
First, I took a quick look at the interior of the house.
I didn’t see anything special, but that’s why the atmosphere of the house felt even more out of place.
It’s too desolate. There were no memories to be found in this house.
At least, there is no interior at all to decorate the living room. Not a single common flower is visible, let alone a special decoration.
Can this be a house where people live? Wouldn’t a house on real estate be warmer than here?
I wonder if I can get proper information here.
Considering Juliet’s style, it would be much more efficient to focus on finding evidence such as documents rather than rummaging through useless spaces.
After confirming that she could still hear the sound of water in the bathroom, she entered a room that appeared to be a study.
At least, this place was better than before. Thanks to the bookshelves full of books, at least I didn’t feel a sense of heterogeneity.
Perhaps she seemed to be spending most of her time here when she was at home. Reading is probably her only hobby, seeing as the books are stained.
The types of books were diverse. However, there were more cultural and academic books than pure novels.
There are virtually no novels that can be read lightly, especially a refreshing romance novel.
I quickly glanced through the books on the bookshelf, but stopped at one point.
I took out a book and read the title carefully.
[History of the Duke of Grace]
“·······.”
This alone cannot be a clue. Since it was said to deal with history, there was little chance that Yulia’s name would appear in this book.
I wouldn’t know if there was just one book like this, but it’s a different story if an entire bookshelf is filled with topics related to the Grace family.
This made it clear. Juliet is involved with Grace for whatever reason.
But what kind of connection does a girl from a small orphanage have with the great nobility, the center of state power?
I still needed more solid evidence. I couldn’t get more information than this just by looking at the bookshelves.
So where should I look? There was one thing that had caught my eye ever since.
A desk neatly placed in the study.
I walked towards it and reached out to the closed drawer.
In the drawer that slid open was a wad of white paper.
As soon as I saw it, I intuitively realized that it contained all the information I was looking for right there.
Without hesitation, I grabbed a pile of documents and quickly read them with my eyes.
“This is…”
I slightly frowned.
All the expected scenarios I had come up with on my own were shattered.
Really, as written here, Juliet and Grace’s bad relationship was more terrible than I could have imagined.
You need to check the contents of the back. I looked up and located her to see how much time I had left.
I couldn’t hear the sound of running water in the bathroom before I knew it. Besides, footsteps seemed to be approaching this way.
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Juliet was approaching the study.
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The door burst open.
A blonde woman wearing only a shower gown took in the scenery of the library for a moment.
The same space as usual. However, feeling a strange strange feeling, she tilted her head slightly and sniffed at her.
Soon, the wariness in his eyes quickly melted away.
She just concluded that she was needlessly oversensitive, and as usual, she picked up a book and walked over to her desk.
Then, with her eyes slightly furrowed, she tilted her head again.
Did you forget to lock the original study window? Seeing the door closed but not unlocked, Juliet pondered as she recalled her own memories.
It was strange, but it reminded me of her opening the window last night to get some fresh air.
With a slight feeling of discomfort, she sat down at her desk. She put the book on it and before she opened it, she looked down at the title written on the cover.
[History of the Duke of Grace]
Deep in her thoughts, Juliet touched the word ‘Grace’ written in front of her with her fingers.
Eventually, she let out a sigh and shook her head, opened her book, and began to read her writing slowly.
Then I suddenly opened the drawer roughly.
Boom!
With a harsh sound, papers that could not withstand the shock fluttered in the air in the open drawer.
However, even after confirming that her papers were intact, Juliet’s frown did not seem to be relieved.
“… For sure.”
She concluded without hesitation.
Someone entered his study.