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Multiple days of rain dampens my mood.

And when my mood dampens, I lose the desire to go outside. I couldn’t exercise outside when I worked at the castle either.

I studied the puddles from the office window, when a summoning from the violent princess came, to push a weird job onto me.

“She wants you to find out who the assassin is?” Tina asked.

“Yup.”

I returned home and explained my mission to Tina, who was lounging by the window. She looked puzzled.

“I don’t get it,” she said, a little too frankly.

Listen, just let me explain from the top.

“You see, an assassin went after a governor in the west, and her Highness obtained the plans but she doesn’t know who did it.”

“So she left the decision to you. How exciting.”

“Stop talking in a monotone. How am I supposed to know who did it!?”

“Huh? Can’t you find out from your connections with your old colleagues?”

“Hell no.”

Why do all of you think I can do anything?

Apparently, the assassin in question mixed in among the performers of today’s festival, so clearly, we’re complete opposite types of assassins!

I could never approach my target while letting others see me. Never ever, alright!?

Tina seemed to lose all interest at that point.

“Then go beat up all of them. Anyone who puts up a good fight is the assassin.”

“And what happens to the people I beat other than the assassin?”

“Who cares. As long as they don’t die, you know?”

No, I don’t know! How irresponsible are you!? I’ll get punished for that! And die!

That’s why I asked you for advice…

“Can you read people’s minds with magic?” I asked.

“Huh? I mean, I can, but the conditions are strict and I only get a broad idea of what they’re thinking.”

“How broad?”

“Like, what they’re craving right now. I can see you’re craving spring onions.”

“That’s literally so useless. I hate spring onions.”

You’re way off. I was kinda hoping for something there too.

Tina covered her mouth and yawned.

“Maybe you can find out by going. It was your former job, I’m sure you have your thoughts on what you would do.”

“That doesn’t help…”

She said the same thing as her Highness. What I would do, huh.

But assassins never work together! So I don’t know if the others would do what I would do!

I returned to the castle and reluctantly set out for the festival.

Crowds of people had gathered for the festival. So many people, in fact, that I could barely get through them. I gave my greetings and then clung to hallways with no people.

I snuck behind cover until I found him. There, stood a man doing something suspicious.

“That, that’s him.”

The words slipped out of my mouth, and despite the distance between us, he turned around. He looked astonished and bolted away.

I chased after him… ugh, I can’t catch him! He’s too far!

We dashed down the long hallway, and I almost gave up until he tripped over, smack bang on his face.

Tina’s voice came right next to my ear.

“Now’s your chance.”

“Thank you!”

I couldn’t see her, but it seems she followed me.

Scary as she was, my housemate was also good at taking care of others. Thanks a lot.

My target lay flat on the ground as I caught up and tied him.

I checked his clothes just in case and found a poisonous dagger. Weird clothes. Is this his idea of a musician’s outfit?

Anyway, my mission’s over! Thanks, Tina!

Thus, I left the cleanup to someone else and went home.

When I arrived, the cat lying by the window asked how I figured it out.

Yeah, thought you’d ask that. I brewed a pot of tea as I replied.

“It’s because he was looking out a window.”

“That’s all? You think people are similar to you because they look outside a window? How lonely are you?”

“I’m not done explaining yet! Look, he was looking out a window that didn’t show anything! Like, studying it, too! He was checking for escape routes.”

“Oh.”

I could tell because I do the same thing. It’s the first thing I do when I go anywhere new.

Otherwise, the violent princess could kill me and I’d have no chance of escaping. It’s actually quite high on my priority list, now that I think about it.

“So I guess you do have things in common.”

“I guess so.”

“Like your love for spring onions.”

“No, I don’t like them, and that has nothing to do with assassinations.”

“Let’s have spring onion hot pot today.”

“Please no!”

I pleaded for the sake of it, but Tina still seemed lazy, maybe because of the rain.

Come on, there’s no need to make spring onion hot pot if you’re feeling lazy. I poured a cup of tea and placed it by the window.

The grey clouds still hung low outside, but now a patch of blue seeped through. The black cat rose, sluggish, and took the cup.

The day felt damp, in fact, everything felt damp, but days like this weren’t bad at all.

Now with my weird job complete, I enjoyed the peace until the spring onion hot pot finished.

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