She is not an investigator.

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He held up the ship ticket in his hand, squinted slightly, and carefully examined the very old ticket.

"Hmm... it's not my ship. This ticket should be for Barobaron. It's probably sunk."

"Barlowbaren?"

"An archipelago, the people there aren't very friendly. If you'd like to go, I can give you a ride, but I don't recommend you go. There's nothing fun there."

The old man returned the boat ticket to Igris and looked again at the fish bladder floating on the sea surface.

He probably fished just to pass the time, since he didn't catch a single fish.

"Shaltie, have you ever heard of the Barlobarren Islands?"

Igris did not answer the old man's question, but instead turned to ask Sharti.

The little witch thought for a moment, then nodded somewhat uncertainly.

“I think I heard in class that the Barlobarren Islands are one of the few islands we currently control, and the shipping routes are relatively safe... but the environment there is very poor, and generally no one would want to live there.”

"Is that so?"

Igris nodded thoughtfully, then waved to the old man.

"Thank you for letting us know. We should go now."

The old man nodded, picked up the fishing rod again, and began fishing aimlessly.

Igris and Sharti quickly left the port, and only now did Sharti finally speak up to ask a question.

"Hey... Igris, are you planning to go there and take a look?"

"Is it that obvious? But because of you, I really can't actually get on that ship right now."

Igris swallowed the last bite of ice cream and clapped her hands contentedly.

Desserts really do make people happy.

"But... the environment there is terrible, and there's nothing worth seeing. Why would you want to go there?"

Xiaerti simply couldn't understand it. In her view, if it were a trip, one should logically find a place with relatively beautiful scenery and a relatively comfortable lifestyle.

Who would specifically seek out such a run-down place?

"You just don't understand."

Igris chuckled softly and raised her chin as she spoke.

"If it's a trip, of course you should choose a place that makes you feel comfortable. But as a traveler, this kind of place is even more worth visiting. Whether it's the local environment or the culture that has been fostered by this environment, it's all worth recording and exploring."

"I don't understand... I just think you guys are being ridiculous."

Sharti couldn't understand it, after all, she was just a little witch, and an ungraduated academy witch at that.

"Besides, I don't like your tone of voice; it sounds a bit like my teacher's."

Sharti pursed his lips, but still voiced his biggest displeasure.

Igris paused for a moment, then chuckled and touched the little witch's hat.

"Actually, I wanted to be your teacher today, but since you've said that, I can't continue."

"So what should we do next?"

"What's next?"

Igris touched her chin, thought for a moment, and then spoke.

"Will you come back with me to rest?"

"And what about me..."

Sharti didn't want Igris to go back to rest, even though she had asked for it more than once today.

That lazy guy.

“You can go back and rest, but where am I supposed to go? Mom is definitely still angry with me, and she won’t let me go home like this.”

The dejected little witch sighed, only to have her face pinched by Igris.

"Wait...wait, it hurts!"

"You stupid witch, your mother doesn't want you, but I do. Won't you come home with me?"

"I, I know! Stop pinching me!"

The Bizarre Stage Play – The Book of Secrets: Chapter Twelve, Welcome Back

"So boring—"

Sharti returned to the office and slumped onto the table.

She said it on purpose for Igris to hear, because Igris had been curled up on the sofa ever since she came back.

It wasn't that he was sleeping, but his eyes were closed, like he was dozing off but couldn't fall asleep.

Furthermore, since the agency will hardly have any staff coming over, this situation will likely continue for a very long time.

Even if Shaltie could play with the crow on his shoulder for a while, he would still find it excessively boring.

She even had a slight urge to go back to class.

"...?"

Could this also be part of her plan?

Fortunately, just when Sharti had almost plucked all the crow's feathers off, someone finally opened the door.

"welcome!…?"

Sharti was initially quite happy, if the guy who came in through the door hadn't been someone she knew.

Isabella?

"What, are you so surprised that I rarely use the main entrance?"

When Isabella came in, she was carrying a burlap sack. I don't know what was inside, but it looked quite heavy.

"What are you doing here...?"

"I'd like to ask you what you're doing here."

Isabella came to see Igris, and when she saw Igris still curled up on the sofa dozing off, she threw the sack on her back onto the ground.

"A great opportunity—"

What are you going to do?!

Ignoring Sharti's threats, Isabella quickly walked to the sofa and extended her hand without hesitation.

But Igris grabbed her.

"Don't disturb my rest..."

"I knew you were still awake. Come and see what I brought you."

Isabella pointed to the sack on the ground, and Igris's forehead twitched involuntarily.

The size and shape of the sack, coupled with Igris's certainty that she saw it move.

There was no doubt that there was someone inside.

"I never thought you'd end up making this kind of deal."

"I just kept noticing this guy lurking around your house."

Isabella sat down on the sofa very naturally, and put her arm around Igris's shoulder, but it missed when Igris suddenly got up and left.

Xia Erti also poked the sack with some curiosity, but seemed hesitant to open it.

Without hesitation, Igris opened the tightly bound sack, revealing the person inside.

A girl whose hands and feet were tied up, and whose mouth was even gagged.

A girl she knew all too well.

"Momochuan?"

Igris's hand trembled slightly, and she quickly helped untie the ropes binding her.

"Pah...cough cough, Igris, long time no see."

Momokawa got up from the ground, casually dusted himself off, and revealed a refined and perfect smile.

Although she was in a rather disheveled state just now.

"How could you..."

"Because you haven't replied for so long, I came to look for you, but your friend told me you're no longer in Morgans, so I came here to look for you."

"No... I mean, how did you get tied up?"

Igris glanced at Isabella, who had suddenly sat up straight behind her, and couldn't help but twitch her lips.

“I originally wanted to resist.”

Momokawa tapped his cheek and said with a serious expression.

"But I heard that she seemed to be your friend, and since I didn't know exactly where you were, I just had her tied up and brought her here."

"...You could have explained it clearly."

"But I really don't want to communicate with other people."

Igris sighed and turned to look at Isabella.

“This is… my friend, her name is Momokawa, this is a misunderstanding.”

"Um...it's a misunderstanding."

Isabella gave an awkward laugh and walked up to Momokawa, extending her hand.

"Nice to meet you, my name is Isabella."