Ears poison, heart candy

In the mansion's treasure room, other guests admired the jewelry and paintings on display.

[Gorgeous! It is so beautiful.]

[Yes, but I feel like we're being teased.]

[Come on, just because it's written on every object "You can look but you will never touch" with the photo of a wacky man laughing badly you have to think it's a provocation.]

[What are you guys talking about?]

The two turned to the one who had just called them and sighed.

[Oh damn, Toby again...]

[Yes, since he was insulted earlier he keeps mingling with everyone to talk about him...]

[Haha, are you talking about me? Pretty jewelry isn't it? Wow. If only there weren't this terrifying rain outside, like if something terrible was happening and we didn't know about it because we are ALL side characters. By the way, it reminds me...]

[Man...]

Back in the room where the really important people were clashing.

<6:58 p.m., 3 hours and 2 minutes before the tragedy.>

The storm had caused a blackout and the room was now lit by three candles, creating a most gloomy atmosphere.

[Maid Bonny did you really need to light the candles AFTER making such a revelation?]

[Yes, it is essential to prepare the environment according to the situation, and this one calls for horror.]

[Gettare la spugna*... So you said that Sofiya was not guilty... Because the real owner of this jewel is someone else? Which logically means...]

Faces turned slowly to the main concerned. She had stopped laughing and continued to read imperturbably, without ever raising her head.

[Miss Nadezhda.]

(Ominous rumble of thunder)

The girl arranged her hair on her forehead and for the first time looked up smiling, a terrible smile. Her amethyst eyes shone in the shadows and her beautiful face darkened.

[Too bad, I wish it lasted longer.]

[Even if it meant sacrificing your own sister?]

[That's what makes it more fun. Do you know the story of 11 sailors lost on a desert island without food for 90 days and of which only 2 came back alive, fat?]

[... Yes, and I'm sorry that's your reasoning.]

The tension was palpable, the witnesses of this scene had trouble breathing. Marcia, however, had a terrible doubt that he wanted to get rid of.

[What happened to them?]

Bonny struck a thoughtful pose, a sinister smile on her face, and answered him.

[The misfortune of one is the happiness of the other.]

/Murder Case/

suspect 2:

Name: Nadezhda Amatista Ronshia III

Age: 18

Height: 178cm

Weight: 143 pounds

Status: Suspect

Nadezhda sat impassively in the accused's chair, continuing to read her book. The detective watched her for a moment and then began his work.

[Miss Nadeshka...]

[Do you have any death wishes?]

[... It looks so much like you. Then you are the true owner of My... This jewel.]

[You don't want to say the name of the jewel, Mr. Defective?]

[Yes! No one says the W-word anymore.]

[...Oh, you're W-ist.]

The assistant chuckled in response before pulling herself together as the group looked on.

[Hehem! Sorry, don't mind me.]

[...So, as I said, you knew that the main suspect would be the owner of the jewelry, and the fact that you didn't say anything while Sofiya was accused works very strongly against you. And thanks to your little anecdote from earlier, I'm starting to know who I'm dealing with... Could you lower your book for a moment?]

[What's about no?]

[Hmm! Pretty salty as usual, I wonder who you got that from.]

This time the girl looked up, her gaze becoming more twinkling than ever.

[Mr. Defective, there are barely 3 meters between you and me, be very careful with your words.]

[The kind of response I expected. I assume you also hate the Count, and I even know what your process was for this murder.]

[Well do your worst, ridiculous mustachioed clown. Who wears a monocle these days? You want to look distinguished when even the homeless don't want you anymore.]

[The Great Eris really loves this family.]

[Damn you all seriously... So here's the whole story. The story begins several years ago. This is the story of a young girl, jovial and happy with her life. She loved life, quality things, and above all, more than anything in the world, spending time with the only person in the world whom she would never dare to disrespect. The person who was the first to teach her to smile, to live, and to discover her passion: reading. I am of course talking about your mother.]

[...How do you know about the part you weren't there?]

[That's why I'm a detective, dear, and that's why you always hated your father because he didn't deserve a wife as wonderful as your mother.]

[No, I hate him because he gave me a name that was too complicated to remember just to ruin my life! My mother taught me to read and write because I couldn't spell my name correctly.]

[Young lady, you don't understand anything. Do you think this name was chosen with bad intentions? Do you know the meaning...]

[He made fun of me every time I spelled it wrong, saying "All your friends will always miswrite your name, forever!" and then he laughed.]

The others looked at each other more and more annoyed.

[That earl was truly a horrible man... And more horrible than P... An MC!]

[Dude if something happens to you, YOU will be in danger.] Marcia said to Guy, feeling more and more overwhelmed by a dark aura.

This time, Nadh...Nadeh...Nadez was irritated. His eyes, no longer hiding his intentions, flashed the detective who had awakened old memories.

[Hm, Ok, let's skip this part. Your attachment to your mother is more than an explanation of the course of events: you loved your mother very much, and at the time of her presumed death by the work of the count, you had been overwhelmed with grief. And now deprived of your "golden cage", you were on a quest for freedom.]

[Seriously how does he know that much?]

The maids wondered. This didn't seem trivial to someone familiar with the character. The detective was indeed renowned for his correct deductions though out of nowhere, however, this time something was different.

[I'm glad he didn't reveal the most embarrassing secrets of my life during the game... Your boss, assistant, is full of surprises.]

[... Yes. I also didn't know that this family was being investigated... Or that he used Italian argo.]

[Except the earl wasn't ready to let you go. He held you, prisoner, in this mansion and had intelligently decided not to give you any money. What supposed personnel would leave leaving behind such a legacy? Especially knowing that given his age, the earl didn't have much time left. Except you didn't have that patience and you decided to take your liberty into your own hands, by murdering him!]

(almighty rumble of thunder)

Nadez was shaking in her seat, but it wasn't nervousness. She was laughing. She finally let out a powerful terrifying laugh, her eyes in the darkness were completely purple. A shiver ran through everyone's back. She gradually regained her composure and spoke in a broken voice, hardly suppressing her laughter.

[Well done, bravo mister Defective, you're very good at poking around in people's lives. But you made one mistake.]

[And what is it?]

[I didn't kill the earl to get my freedom... I wanted to do it to punish this piece of shit! It's been 18 fucking years that this fool is a poison in my life. He provoked me, refused to give me even a coin, he sent me to isolated dungeons for my birthday once! This bastard mistreats everyone and you know the best? He will then pamper Sofiya before my eyes. This jerk made me watch him tell her stories when she was little while standing up and made me participate in all the activities that concerned her, just to show me that he preferred her, it's funny no? Especially since afterward he also neglected her because he is incapable of having a soul... May him burn in hell, this bastard, I would have liked the poison to finish him because his death was too quick, he deserves to suffer!!!]

She was breathing heavily. Everyone was saddened by this scene. It was a statement that came from the heart. But this declaration tasted like a confession. The detective sighed.

[So... That's why you gave this jewelry to Sofiya. You hated her so much that you decided to have her slandered for this murder so that you would get rid of the two personnel you hate most in the world. And as Sofiya is a simpleton, she would not have the malice to defend herself properly. Nevertheless, your offers are a confession, Miss Nadez, you are...]

[Wait Mister Detective, don't annoy Nady please, if you annoy her then you also annoy me.]

The detective observes with tenderness Sofiya who, even in this situation, vehemently defends her sister.

[Look closely, Nadez, this is the person you tried to sink...]

[No Mister Detective, Nady has always been with me and protected me. She's not the monster you're trying to describe.]

[Miss Sofiya, I'm sorry but you're terribly mistaken.]

[No the only mistake here is you. Fath... The earl told me stories to annoy Nady but he always spoiled the whole story for me to spoil the fun. Nady stayed to invent sequels to these stories, she's not evil. She even pays people to act like my friends during my birthday.]

[...YOU KNEW?!] Nadez was amazed.

Everyone looked at each other questioningly. Nadez had all the plastic of the perfect culprit but Sofiya's testimony described a whole new person. The concerned, facepalming, hid her face. The detective was bored.

[Yes I am and I think what you're trying to say is "The only mistake is what you are saying". Anyway you're too weird to be a credible witness.]

[... I know what I said. Aren't you too indecent to be a credible investigator?]

[Oi miss...]

All the others burst out laughing at this exchange. The detective was losing ground with this ambiguous girl.

[Listen here you little... Girl.]

[That is me.]

[You may think that just because you're contradicting my magnificent reflection it would save your sister but answer this if you're so clever.]

[That is also me.]

[Why were you the owner of her jewelry if the main suspect would be the owner?]

(Rumble of thunder so loud that they took an umbrella for the lightning rod)

Nadez lifted his head and looked at her sister with concern. Did she know? Did she know the terrible secret of this jewel? These were the questions of the young girl. her gaze met emerald eyes fixed on her, a soft smile on her lips.

[The reason? Do you ask for the reason? Well yes, I know some things, probably more than you. Let me tell you a story, it's the story of a wonderful lady and her daughter. The lady adored her children more than anything and one day, offered a jewel, adorned with emeralds. You surely don't know it but the emerald referred to wisdom, love but above all...]

[Fertility.]

[GUY!!!!]x Everyone except the detective.

[What? I like plants...]

[Fufu... Yes, this too... But above all, reincarnation.]

People were completely confused.

[Eh? Nadez was isekaied? So she's a culprit AND an MC... She's a CPMC!]

[Marcia do you have any friend beside Puella?]

[No but I have a name.]

Everyone burst laughing again, the mood was lifting a lot and it sounded very unimaginable that a corpse had been used as a doorstep a few minutes earlier. The two young girls looked at each other, seeming disconnected from the world.

[Mom gave you this jewel to illustrate your wisdom, but when she died you gave it to me to represent rebirth. This jewelry is my greatest treasure, morally and financially. That's why I have to be the sweetest: to be your treasure.]

She was smiling as tears streamed down Nadez's face. This one, usually so serious and impassive, was now more vulnerable than ever.

[You idiot... You idiot... Why do you know that?... Now they're going to suspect you...]

[That's what you get for trying to accuse yourself *teehee*.]

Nothing could break this wonderful moment, except the terrible reminder of the reality of this moment.

[Allow me to put an end to this situation. Whatever the motivations and the... Damns what am I talking about... You are both more suspect one than the other! And I'm sure none of you would want to denounce the other by a miracle... By a miracle...]

[No lol.]

[You're really an idiot fufu.]

[Maledizione!]

[What's about interrogating the one currently trying to kill someone tonight?]

All eyes turned to this all-powerful lady, who had been silent for too long.

[You said that fool wasn't poisoned, right? I can confirm that he did not drink the poisonous tea. It also means that there's actually attempted murder, isn't that the best suspect?]

[What?! How do you even know he was not poisoned?... Wait... You didn't...]

She was sitting like a mafia doña in her armchair by the window. Lightning flashed across the room occasionally, darkening the lady's face where only her garnet mandarin irises lit up in the darkness.

[Anything to say, Red?]