She is not an investigator.

Watching the Mirror Demon take flight, Igris also looked at Sharti, who had secretly tucked his hand back into his sleeve, and asked knowingly.

What did you just say?

"I...I, it's nothing..."

Shaltti awkwardly tugged at his sleeve, revealing a smile that looked more like a grimace.

If there were a hole in the ground, she would probably jump in out of embarrassment.

So she will never know that Igris was doing it on purpose.

“I remember Nolan really liked flowers.”

Igris looked at the flower bed behind her. Due to the climate, not all the flowers were in bloom, but most of them were still in bud and looked quite pretty.

"Mother…"

Sharti realized what was happening and asked with some curiosity.

"Also, I've always been curious, how did you meet Mom?"

"This one?"

Igris touched her chin and narrowed her eyes slightly under the little witch's curious gaze.

"secret."

"...You're such a jerk."

"You can ask Nolan too."

Igris casually found a bench and sat down, crossing her legs very naturally.

"Also, I think I saw an ice cream stand over there. Could you go buy me one? Of course, you can have one too."

"You want me to run errands too! How could you be so mean..."

Igris didn't say anything, but simply tossed two silver coins to Sharti and stretched her back.

"Go ahead, the rest can be your pocket money."

"...After becoming rich, my personality really changed."

Although reluctant, Sharti obediently took the money and left.

After all, even if Igris goes too far, it's not unacceptable to help with a small favor.

Seeing that Sharti had finally left, Igris looked at the figure who had been lingering by the flowerbed ever since she arrived.

"I spent two silver dollars to get your daughter away, won't you come and chat with me?"

"..."

The man sighed silently, touched his face, and transformed into Nolan's appearance, then sat down next to Igris.

"How did you find out?"

"You've been following us ever since we left the restaurant. It must have been hard for us not to notice, right? Are you that worried that your daughter and I will go astray?"

"I just hope she's safe..."

"Being with me is the safest thing."

Nolan glanced at Igris, said nothing, but seemed to have said a lot.

However, before Igris could ask any further questions, Nolan spoke up.

"But... I didn't expect you to remember that I like flowers."

"Of course I won't forget. In fact, I have a deep impression of everything about you."

Nolan remained silent for a moment, then turned his head slightly away, no longer looking at Igris.

But once again, she raised her hand and handed a familiar flower to Igris.

"The bouquet of flowers I gave you before... you gave it to someone else."

"...?"

"That bouquet of roses..."

Igris suddenly sensed that something was off, so she quickly coughed lightly and explained somewhat awkwardly.

"Strictly speaking, she stole it, I didn't give it to her."

"Yeah…"

Nolan clearly didn't believe it; probably in her mind at that moment, Igris was the kind of womanizer who couldn't be more womanizer than anyone else.

"But who you gave it to is not my concern. It's just that now that you've lost that bouquet, you have to consider the current situation."

"...What's going on?"

Nolan stared at Igris for a while, then said with a serious expression.

"I will give it to you again."

"……Oh."

Is that all?

Igris thought she was about to get beaten up.

"However, isn't this bouquet a little off?"

Iglesias looked at the rose in Nolan's hand. She remembered vividly that Nolan could only give her roses because he had chosen the wrong flower.

A witch, of course, would not make the same mistake twice.

"Yeah."

Nolan looked at the rose in his hand, shook it gently, and said softly.

"Compared to other flowers, I still prefer to hand it to you in person."

"...You know what this means, right?"

"Yes—that's true."

She smiled and tucked the rose into Igris's arms.

"And so, Sharti will be back soon. I hope you'll take good care of it this time and not give it away to someone else..."

Nolan stood up, waved gently to Igris, and left.

She didn't say anything more, nor did she explain why she gave Igris a bouquet of roses.

But perhaps no explanation is needed.

The Bizarre Stage Play – The Book of Secrets: Chapter Eleven, Let's Go Back and Rest

“Igris—”

Shaltie returned, carrying two ice creams, one in each hand.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Igris took one of them from her hand, and Sharti's eyes lit up when she saw the rose in Igris' hand.

"W-Is this for me? Thank you... Although it would feel a little strange if it were roses, anyway..."

Sharti tried to take the rose from Igris's hand, but she nimbly dodged it.

"This is not for you."

"……Oh."

Shallty pouted and licked the ice cream in her hand with a disgruntled expression.

Igris pinned the rose to her chest and stood up from the bench.

"Let's go, it's time to move on to the next place."

Why do I feel like I'm so busy today?

Sharti followed in Igris' footsteps, and although he had no idea where they were going, Sharti obediently followed behind.

At that moment, a crow in the sky landed on Igris's shoulder and set its sights on the rose on her chest.

When she tried to take the rose away, she was slapped hard and returned to Sharti's shoulder with a pitiful look on her face.

After wandering along what appeared to be a random route, Igris finally stopped.

What appeared before the two was a port that was as dilapidated as could be.

Looking at the port in front of him, which was almost indistinguishable from an abandoned place, Sharti touched the raven on his shoulder with some confusion.

"Hey, Igris... is there anything fun to do here?"

"Um—no, I just wanted to look around."

Igris took the ship ticket out of her pocket. Although it was a bit worn and blurry, the address on the ticket was clearly here.

It's highly likely that the spirit encountered some accident while on the boat, which resulted in its current appearance.

Of course, Igris wasn't interested in those things; she was just curious about where this port led.

If the ocean is largely a no-go zone for humankind, then sailing in coastal waters naturally carries a certain degree of danger.

Therefore, unless absolutely necessary, very few people would choose to travel by sea, as it is far more dangerous than traveling by land.

As she pondered this, Igris approached the only remaining ship in the area.

The boat was a bit old, an ordinary sailboat, but it was in relatively good condition, with only some bullet holes in certain places, not very deep, which only indicated that it had probably been through many battles.

Meanwhile, an old man sat by the boat, fishing with a fishing rod in his hand.

Judging from the empty bucket next to him, he probably didn't catch anything.

"Hello?"

Igris moved closer, and the old man finally raised his head, looking at Igris with his somewhat cloudy eyes, and then at Sharti who was following behind her.

"Are we taking a boat?"

"I just wanted to show you this ticket."

Igris handed the old man the boat ticket she had found, and he took it and secured his fishing rod to the side.