Funinna, please let me steal your heart!

Navelette paused for a few seconds: "I've come to pay my respects to Miss Navia's father."

It would have been better if she hadn't said anything, because as soon as she did, Navia raised her eyebrows.

Luna immediately grabbed her arm, and the sudden pain made her exhale.

Navia gently pressed Luna's arm and shook her head to indicate that she was alright.

She's not so petty as to still be unable to forgive.

Everyone was just doing what they were supposed to do, yet layers of contradictions and conflicts erupted—this kind of thing happens all the time.

Funina was shocked: "You...who are you?"

"What?" Navelette asked, puzzled.

Claudia nodded: "She's asking who you are."

"That Villette."

"No, I didn't ask your name! I just didn't expect you to be able to understand things, even if it's not much, but you do understand a little about humans, not bad."

Do you understand humans a little now?

This sounds as if to say that Navelette is not human, even though everyone knows that.

But perhaps Violet's identity is even more astonishing than imagined?

“...That’s it. Sorry I came over without saying hello,” Navelette said.

"do not talk."

"Feel sorry."

Navia took a breath: "What I mean is, stop apologizing! You made the choice for truth and justice, and that's enough."

"Let the rest... just let it go."

Although there are certainly still people grieving over the sins they have committed, she believes that she should let go of the many unspeakable things of the past.

"I'm not as fragile and delicate as you think."

This was certainly not said only to Navelette.

Claurind: "........."

Who was that person who was hugging Luna just now? Funina wisely refrained from asking.

Even gods cannot say certain things!

Navelette remained silent for a while, then nodded: "Humans are truly an incredible existence."

“...I used to think that nothing was more important to human beings than life. That’s why I didn’t stop your father—a truly innocent person would never give up his life.”

"However, your father completely refuted my idea."

“I have never thought that treating trials as a theatrical performance is something to be praised, and I still do not think so now.”

"It should be serious, fair, and just."

"But the light you shone on the trial floor was dazzling, and for once, as an 'audience member,' I offer you my praise. You did very well."

Navelette clapped lightly: "Congratulations on solving such a long-standing mystery."

"Congratulations," Claude clapped.

"Congratulations! Very few people can receive my blessing and praise!" Funina said with a smile and clapping.

Luna almost thought they were going to applaud her and Navia.

Navia, hands on her hips: "Thank you!"

She raised her hand and gently patted Luna's chest.

"Lulu too!"

Luna sighed softly, put her hands on her hips, and straightened her chest.

“We are the best team!” Navia shouted.

"Although we don't have any detective-related evidence at all!"

Navia: "......Ah."

It sounds like that too.

Wouldn't that make them unlicensed detectives? Sounds... kind of cool!

Navelette lowered her hands and said softly, "I came to tell Mr. Carles something..."

He thought for a while.

“…‘Thank you.’ Just say that to Dad.” Navia couldn’t stand it anymore.

Navelette nodded slowly: "...Thank you."

The rain seemed to have lessened considerably, and since Vilette said she wanted to visit Carles' grave first, the four of them had no choice but to move a little further away.

Luna asked curiously, "Are you here to sweep the tombs too?"

Funina chuckled lightly: "Luna, your thinking is rather superficial—of course, I'm not talking about the grave-sweeping itself, but rather that you lack an understanding of the gods!"

Such fast armor stacking.

Furnessa stepped out of Clorind's umbrella, her steps light and twirling.

"Oh, this rain was made just for me, it made me want to sing a song in the rain! And then, without realizing it, I found myself here."

"There's nothing I can do about it, I'm the water god, and I just love water."

"As for Clorind, she is of course my bodyguard."

Funina reached out her hand to Luna.

"Do you understand now?"

Clarin said softly, "I wanted to visit Mr. Kares' grave, but... Lady Furina heard about it and said that a walk in the rain has a special charm, so she brought me here."

Funina: "..................."

Luna looked at Funina.

A rosy blush visibly appeared on Funina's face.

Clarinde, you... Frinna gritted her teeth.

Why use such a simple way of putting it? Don't they know she's the water goddess Fucarus...?

No, my name is Funina... A complicated look flashed across Funina's eyes.

But she still said nonchalantly, "Oh well, there's nothing I can do. Ordinary people always like to use their own ideas to speculate on the will of the gods, and I don't like that."

“Then we must give Lady Funina a little something as a reward,” Luna said with a smile.

Funina remained expressionless.

Does she really think that as long as I have some snacks, she doesn't care about anything else?

"Lady Frinina, the rain seems to have stopped. Shall we continue our 'walk'?" Clorinde asked again.

Funina looked up at the sky. Although there were still dark clouds, it was indeed no longer raining.

Couldn't it rain a little more? Why does the rain have to sabotage her?

This is not funny at all.

Funina simply crossed her arms and snorted, "Hmph, whatever! Since you're already here, why not go and sweep Kares's grave? It won't take long."

Clarin looked at Navia, as if asking, "Is it alright?"

Navia disliked her attitude at all and took a deep breath.

"Of course you can, but after that—you come to White Song Town, Lulu and Lady Funina too!"

Navisette asked, "And me?"

"...You should come too."

Funina blinked repeatedly and looked at Luna: "What's going on?"

"Good question. It seems our tea party will have to be held earlier than planned."

"what?"

Shortly after.

Outside the headquarters of the Rose Society in Baisong Town.

"It seems the Water God has come here?"

"Could it be that they've come to deal with a prophecy?"

"I don't know, and there's also Miss Clorinde, Miss Luna, and Lady Navelette..."

The crowd was abuzz with discussion, but this did not affect the atmosphere inside the headquarters at all.

Navia put down her teacup, which made a crisp sound as it collided with the saucer, causing Funina to shrink back.

"bring it on."

Claurind, sitting opposite her, avoided his gaze: "What?"

"Arguing! No... it should be called a trial!"

Navia patted her chest, then patted Luna's head.

"We'll be your opponents."

Luna casually took a sip of her black tea: "The meaning is simple. Nana doesn't like Miss Clorinde's evasive attitude. She would prefer to talk directly and then make up."

reconcile?

Clarin looked at Navia: "Really? You...."

"I originally wanted to make up with you directly, but your attitude has made me very dissatisfied! So let's expose you!"