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Cake and Aunt Mildsven were preparing breakfast. Aunt Mildsven, washing and chopping some vegetables, while Cake sorted fish bones.
“Even at this age, at least I can still slam a bear with my bare hands. Well, although it's impossible without serious injuries, thought," said the old woman proudly.
"I was only afraid that the sound of your back would make your screams louder, Madame Mildsven." Cake who was still looking away focused on the fishbone fish he pushed aside.
It was a bit strange for Cake that that morning as he was about to walk out into the fresh air, a pile of wood had gathered. Moreover, not long after that, Aunt Mildsven, whose tired face was somewhat restrained, came to Cake's attention, carrying another pile.
"You don't need to bother saying that after all this is already the duty and responsibility of the maid. Putting off work is not a hobby.” Aunt Mildsven put the vegetables in a pot to boil.
She then turned around, and took something from the fridge. Seven packs of instant pudding, then back to the kitchen to fill another pot of water.
“After all, the soldiers once said, let the tank be damaged, porous and rusty. That way, people will look at history rather than physics,” said Aunt Mildsven, then poured instant pudding powder into a pot filled with water. She lit another stove, and put the pot on it.
Cake smiled a little hearing that. Agnes prepared plates, glasses, forks and spoons as usual, while Lady De Polcester, who had cooked yesterday, was now sitting in a chair holding a box of wooden blocks. Her mouth moved in a whisper that no one heard.
Cake stared in surprise, why did Lady De Polcester hug the box and sneer? Well, even though from the start Cake never thought Lady De Polcester was a normal woman.
#Drap, Drap, Drap.
Suddenly, there was the sound of footsteps coming from the stairs rather hastily. The three youngsters, Ren, Grunt, and Sistine, who looked neat and had packed their luggage ready to leave that place.
They approached the dining room, making three people frown, except for Lady De Polcester who was busy stroking the wooden box she was carrying.
“Thank you for letting us stay. The food is satisfying and the facilities are very good. Only one problem, how do we pay for the services of this inn?” Ren represents the two friends.
Aunt Mildsven approached in surprise. "Of course there's no need, didn't I say yesterday? After all, didn't you also say yesterday that you would be home the day after tomorrow?" She looked at the three students in turn.
Ren said with a heavy heart, "There are slight changes to the proposal, we feel." Ren threw her eyes at her two friends feeling bad for Aunt Mildsven.
"Well, at least you guys have breakfast first. Better not to waste food, I thought,"
The three youngsters thought there was no harm, after all, refusing was also no gain. With that, they took their breakfast before leaving. They think after that, everything will go smoothly.
---------------------------AFTER BREAKFAST--------------------- --
After taking a breakfast, Ren complained to Aunt Mildsven about something in this villa. The three of them thought this place was quite odd. Ren tells all the scary night events last night, including ghosts and their plan to prove it. In particular, they claimed to have heard what Aunt Mildsven and Agnes were talking about.
And sure enough, in the eyes of the three of them, it was Aunt Mildsven and Agnes who were very surprised to hear Ren's explanation.
"Did you hear our conversation?" Aunt Mildsven gaped.
Ren paused. Aunt Mildsven and Agnes glanced at each other like caught thieves. Their face tightened as if they were caught doing something that Ren and her friends didn't know about.
“You say about the Lady De Polcester getting full and all that is very suspicious. You won't hurt us!” shouted Ren warned.
Not only Aunt Mildsven and Agnes, Cake was also confused about it. Ren's gaze looked at everyone other than her friend with a look full of suspicion.
“But, h-how can you be sure? How can that be possible?” asked Cake.
Ren immediately took something from the pocket of her black jeans. A neatly typed paper, Cake took the paper immediately read it.
We have maintained and provided a place. Now we know what we're looking for, and we'll get double the prize. Tonight is the last.
Monkey Cake's brain caught the logic of Ren and her two friends' situation. Especially the words ‘maintain and provide a place’ whose conditions are similar - like Cake now.
"When did you get this paper?"
"This morning, tucked in the gap of our bedroom door. Well, actually Sistine found out first,”
“And how can you be sure that it was slipped by Madame Mildsven or Mlle. Agnes?” Cake turned to Ren, then Sistine.
Sistine explained that after she and Ren heard those strange words, an hour later fell asleep. She guessed that it could be part of their next plan.
"This is strange, didn't you hear yesterday's incident, Mr. Cake?” asked Grunt seriously.
“Of course not, that's because yesterday I, Mlle. Agnes, and Madame Mildsven were in the back woods. What's the matter, Monsieur?" asked Cake surprised. Because their faces looked disbelieving, Cake immediately took out his cell phone to show the recording of their trip to the forest.
Grunt took the phone, they watched together. Cake looks and the flashlight beam from two people tracing the forest at night and drizzling. For a moment Sistine had a question in her head.
"Midnight, drizzling, lots of lightning... why not wait for tomorrow?"
“Ye-yeah, I completely agree with you, Sistine,” said Ren, nodding confidently.
"Isn't it obvious? Although near road access, this place is near the forest. Before the bears notice someone on the porch, it would be better for us to know they're in the woods, right?"
Hearing Cake's statement that seemed convincing and reasonable, Grunt put Cake phone back in small believe. Although Ren and Sistine seemed to object and were very sure about yesterday's conversation. But from the recording it also seems difficult to fake it. After all, bears are solid animals and very threatening even if they are alone. That's because bears are often referred to as lonely predators.
Cake stretched out his hand to take his cell phone, that's when he noticed a flash from Ren's neck.
“By the way, what a beautiful necklace, Mademoiselle! May I know what necklace it is?”
Not only Cake's eyes, but Aunt Mildsven and Agnes also gaped at Ren's necklace.
“T-this….”
Ren shared that she was only told not to sell the necklace, because one day it would come in handy. Aunt Mildsven and Agnes stared at the necklace for a long time, making Sistine and Grunt uncomfortable. Sistine felt regretful for forgetting to remind Ren not to wear it in public. Remembering that anyone would take advantage of this very valuable necklace.
But suddenly… one person whose gaze had been diverted to the box, turned to Ren's neck.
“H-how could that be!? How could that be!?" her demeanor was shocked, her tone getting higher and crazier.
Lady De Polcester immediately put down the wooden box that had caught her attention earlier, climbed up the table, then approached Ren with a threatening expression on her face. Lady De Polcester grabbed Ren by the neck, although in the end she was stopped by her two maids.
Suddenly, Sistine and Grunt protect Ren, letting go of Lady De Polcester's hand, while Aunt Mildsven and Agnes prevent Lady De Polcester's aggressive behavior. Cake is just like a spectator between two camps.
“G-give it! Give it to me!” screamed Lady De Polcester thrashing, like a hungry lion seeing the fresh meat in front of her.
“I-is she crazy!?” Ren shouted back and further away.
Aunt Mildsven immediately ordered Agnes to take Lady De Polcester to her room.
“Agnes, give her a heavy dose of sedative! Get it in my drawer!” Aunt Mildsven ordered frantically.
“Okay,” said Agnes briefly. Somehow, Agnes single-handedly managed to stop Lady De Polcester from entering her room.
Because of that, Ren, Grunt and Sistine spontaneously left the villa and headed to the back of the garage, while Cake and Aunt Mildsven followed behind.
They stopped in front of the garage, with a threatened expression. Aunt Mildsven and Cake tried to calm them down.
"Please take our apologize! Y-you'd better excuse Lady De Polcester's behavior, she's been like that for a long time. She's just lonely and maybe a little reminded of something that belongs to Miss Shiomi. But I'm sure that's not what she wants,” explained Aunt Mildsven, convincingly.
"Yes, we understand. But you also have to understand our current situation. We can't stay any longer!” Ren exclaimed, getting panicked.
Aunt Mildsven, who was also worried and agitated, had no other choice but to open the car garage. When it was open, they spontaneously entered the garage as if in a hurry, opening the car's cover.
"Oh, God!" shrieked Sistine, a low but shrill tone.
However, events that they do not want in front of their eyes. Two front SUV tires, had punctured.
As if predicting that, Grunt thoughtlessly checked his cell phone. His eyeballs moved quickly to confirm, as fast as his finger touched the screen of his cellphone.
“W-what? No signal!?"
Not one, but two layered things trapped them. Knowing this, they become very worried, panic and their behavior is getting worse.
Cake is silent, the contents of his head like a thick wall without a door. Cake's eyes only see two things, which raises two crucial questions.
How to calm down Sistine who was desperately protesting against Aunt Mildsven who looked like she didn't know anything about it? At the same time, how to calm down Ren and Grunt who were frantically looking for a signal.
"How is that possible?" Cake muttered.
And most importantly, how is this possible? Two tires of the sports car SUV, Range roover, the dashing, had a puncture? Lost cellphone signal with the possibility of being deliberately hijacked?
Cake feels that there will be another incident again. Cake… was allowed to worry about himself before the three youngsters.
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