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Kujou Kazuya!

You're under arrest for manslaughter!

What?!

That suits you rather well, Kujou.

It doesn't suit me at all!

Why did you bring me to a place like this?

Victorica, help me out here!

I suppose it will help my boredom.

Starting from the beginning,

I'd like for you to tell me everything you saw and whatever went through your head at the time.

I-I can't do that.

Saying my thoughts out loud...

A gentleman should be allowed one or two little secrets.

If you're a gentleman, I'm a goddess.

Just say it!

B-But...

The Dorm Manager, Sophie, asked me to buy some things for her this morning.

Episode 4

The Golden Thread

Cuts off a Passing Moment

Ricotta cheese, 500 grams.

Ham, 1 kilo.

This country's women are practically slave drivers.

Sophie and Victorica are always on my case.

Seriously, I wonder how I became friends with such a strange girl.

But the curtain has only just risen.

Perhaps I'll meet the cute girl who I'm fated to be with.

What am I thinking?

Though it'd be nice if that girl...

...had beautiful golden locks.

Such a brilliant hair color never seen in my country...

Victorica has blond hair, doesn't she?

When I went to report to the detective...

I had to tell him that you were the one who solved the Queen Berry incident

before he finally allowed me to show him here.

What are you talking about?

Are you not aware that I granted your request out of simple kindness?

Furthermore, it's clearly impossible to decapitate someone as they speed along on a motorcycle.

Therefore, the incident must have taken place after he stopped.

And at that time,

you were the only one present.

That's true, but...

Look at this. It was found tied around a tree near the scene of the crime.

It has been imbibed with the victim's blood.

I'm not sure of the details yet.

But you used this for something, didn't you?

Quit stuttering and confess already!

You bloodthirsty animal!

I already told you I didn't do it!

It's possible to decapitate a motorcyclist even from afar.

Wh-What are you talking about?

See, it wasn't me.

What do you mean?

It was done with that wire.

You'd merely have to string it across the road.

You're a life-saver, Victorica!

Everything is solved thanks to you.

Thank you so much!

The real murderer is a woman with blond hair.

She likely has a cut on her finger.

You should try checking nearby hospitals, Grevil.

What?!

Wait... What do you mean?

What did you mean?

It's the natural result of careful thought.

The Fountain of Wisdom told me so.

So...

You're hopeless.

Let me spell it out for you.

First you must consider why the culprit would choose such a clandestine method.

I'm not sure.

She was likely afraid of the victim.

The culprit must be a woman or a child.

This method was chosen due to the physical limitations of the culprit.

What makes you say that she cut her finger?

There was blood from a source other than the victim on one end of the wire.

It probably happened as she was setting the trap.

They probably ran without first taking down the wire because of your presence.

But how do you know she has blond hair?

You'll have to thank your embarrassing fantasies for that one.

Humans are visual creatures.

They react to things that they see.

You understand?

I guess...

So...

What else could have caused you to have such a sexual fantasy as you walked along the road?

Don't call it that!

In the very periphery of your vision, you saw a girl with blond hair.

That is why you were daydreaming.

You unconsciously witnessed the culprit.

I saw the culprit?

A girl with golden hair?

But what was her motivation?

I've become bored again.

If you're trying to alleviate my boredom, don't bring me such easy cases.

It's not like I wanted to.

You'd better compensate me for this.

What sort of compensation?

Something that won't bore me.

I have no idea what that is.

Even after your friend went through all this trouble...

Are you mad because I was comparing you to the girl in my fantasy?

That's enough. Get out.

That's why I didn't want to tell you.

Be quiet.

You're disturbing my reading. Get out!

I told you to get out!

Fine, I'm leaving!

Thanks for the help.

See you.

She's so arrogant!

I'm sorry, Kujou.

Your big sister is always making you run errands.

No, it's fine.

This is just for you.

The criminal is the same as Victorica had described.

A girl with blond hair.

There's been no word as to a motive.

That's what the newspaper said.

In any case, the lid's been shut on this one.

My innocence has been proven.

But...

Someone gets their head cut off right after that incident with the ghost ship?

It's like there are corpses waiting wherever he goes.

He really is the Springtime Reaper.

I hear he's been meeting with the Golden Fairy of the Library.

Really?

The Golden Fairy of the Library?

Could they mean...?

Good morning!

On such a beautiful morning, I've got a beautiful new friend to introduce to you all.

She's a transfer student from England.

This is Avril Bradley.

Everyone, please be kind to her.

It's my pleasure.

Well then, where should we have you sit?

Kujou, we've got an empty seat over there, right?

Y-Yes!

Kujou is a transfer student as well.

Is that so?

This is your chance to make a friend. Good luck!

Here.

Thank you.

What is it?

Nothing.

What am I thinking?

The real culprit has already been caught.

Bradley, let's have lunch together.

You can just call me Avril.

Avril, would you like us to give you a tour of the school?

Could you tell us about England?

When I transferred in, nobody asked me about my country or tried to give me a tour.

Kujou?

You're Kujou Kazuya, right?

Yeah. That's right.

We're both transfer students, so do you think you could show me the ropes?

All right, but...

A-Avril.

That guy is...

I don't mind.

It seems the students of this school are quite fond of ghost stories.

The Ghost in the Warehouse...

The Curse of the Thirteenth Step...

The Golden Fairy of the Library...

The Springtime Reaper...

I'm in your capable hands.

So that's the reason why you're the Black Reaper!

It's not funny.

I'm sorry.

But everyone really believes that, don't they?

Are you aware of the Curse of the Thirteenth Step?

I can't say I am.

To be exact, it's the thirteenth step on the Stairway to Heaven.

It seems that a teacher previously hung himself from the staircase's thirteenth step.

Since then, anyone who stops there will be dragged to the other side.

You don't say.

Of course, there's no way ghosts exist.

But this academy is an interesting place.

Perhaps some adventure will present itself.

Adventure?

My grandfather was an adventurer.

Ever heard of Sir Bradley's exploits?

He traveled throughout Africa by car and crossed the Atlantic Ocean in a balloon.

I think I've heard of him.

In the end, he disappeared along with his balloon.

My dream is to follow in the steps of my grandfather and become an adventurer.

Well then, it's time for an adventure!

Would you be kind enough to show me around?

Sorry for making you accompany me.

It's fine. I wasn't busy.

What's that?

That's the library.

I wonder if she's up there reading.

They're both girls, but they're so different.

Victorica gets upset so easily and is so arrogant.

She's so mysterious.

And also dangerous.

My mother was considered a dangerous person by the government.

I grew up hidden deep in the de Blois mansion.

Even after entering this academy...

I should probably go apologize, shouldn't I?

But I can't think of anything that wouldn't bore her.

Kujou?

What's the matter?

N-Nothing.

Were you thinking of a girl?

N-No, I wasn't!

Let's go this way!

Okay.

My golden-haired...

...girl...

What happened to your hand?

It's nothing.

I just fell.

Kujou! Avril!

Having a nice stroll together?

Yes! Kujou is showing me around the school.

Ouch!

What was that for?!

You!

That hurts!

You!

Professeur, please stop—

You!

You!

Ow!

So...

I have a favor to ask of you.

The janitor has just passed away.

We'll be preparing a funeral. Would you mind helping out?

Heave ho!

It looks like it's rusted shut.

It's been eight years since it was last used.

I'll help.

Thanks, boy.

Heave ho!

Just a little bit more...

Professeur Cécile!

Professeur!

Are you all right?

Professeur Cécile, snap out of it!

I'll get the police!

Me, too!

Please hurry!

Avril?

The Black Reaper did it again?

As expected, he really is...

...The Springtime Reaper.

How frightening.

So this is the compensation?

What is this?

It's a Kaminari-Okoshi.

This is exceptionally hard.

Kujou, is this some sort of delicacy?

I'm actually here to ask you about Avril.

What on earth was that book?

And she acted weird when I asked her about her hand.

That case was already closed, was it not?

It's still bothering me, though.

Putting that aside, considering the way that corpse fell out when the doors were opened,

it's quite likely that he was locked inside while still breathing.

He was locked in there, pleading for help, until all his strength left him.

The last time the charnel house was used was eight years ago.

So back then...

Oh! There you are, my little squirrel!

Do you need something?

I'd just like to have a little chat.

It regards the mummy knight incident.

We've identified the corpse as belonging to a Monsieur Maxim.

He was an alumni of this academy.

He came back every Spring, only to stumble away after a while.

He was a strange man.

Fraud, blackmail, robbery — there were many rumors surrounding him.

He suddenly disappeared eight years ago during the Spring of that year.

He was locked in.

Eight years ago, a schoolgirl by the name of Milly Marle died of an illness.

Nobody had opened the doors to the charnel house since.

It seems the key was stolen before that.

But the lock was immediately changed and the new key kept in strict custody.

However, Maxim was not present when Milly Marle was buried.

So then when and how did he get inside?

Why was he dressed as a knight?

What does the bouquet on his chest mean?

I want you to tell me right now!

Don't ask me.

Victorica.

It's crunchy.

What sort of flowers?

Exactly what sort of flowers were in the bouquet on his chest?

They were primroses.

Did you figure something out?

No, there's still one...

...fragment missing.

You two, head to the charnel house and check to see if there are any missing corpses.

One of these is Milly Marle, right?

You were right! There's one missing!

What did you say?!

One of the old corpses is missing!

Really. What's the problem having one or two missing corpses?

It's Milly Marle.

Milly Marle, who died eight years ago.

She is the one who killed Maxim.

Wh-What...

What do you mean?!

She was already dead at the time of the funeral!

Y-Yeah. Victorica?

This murder was carried out by the deceased.

Maxim was chosen by Milly to accompany her to the other side.

After all, it's a knight's duty to escort and protect ladies.

Are you talking about that outfit?

The appearance of a medieval knight...

A stolen key...

A missing corpse...

The fragments of the chaos have all been gathered.

I will now reconstruct the events.

Milly Marle slipped Maxim a sleeping pill to make him fall asleep and dressed him like a knight.

She then entered the charnel house using the stolen key...

...and replaced one of the old corpses with Maxim.

She placed him in the back where there isn't much light so that the undertakers wouldn't notice.

And then she died.

She did it because she knew of her death in advance.

But why would she...

Inspector! Don't forget to thank Victorica!

What are you talking about?

I simply came here to talk to one of the eyewitnesses.

Wha—

Glevil.

Regarding the motive...

Look into the relationship between the culprit and the victim.

In the language of flowers, primroses are another way of saying...

Open up! Open the door!

Someone! Open the door!

..."I'll remain by your side for eternity."

A woman's feelings are deep and strong.

So a Grey Wolf tells me.

A Grey Wolf?

That's...

What? You intend to linger?

Of course! You still haven't told me about Avril's book.

I'm getting bored.

Then give me back the Kaminari-Okoshi.

Boredom is my greatest enemy. The second greatest being chatter.

You are a representative of the second one who simply happens to alleviate the first.

Avril came into the library.

She was acting really strangely.

But I want to believe her.

That's why I'm searching for the truth.

Victorica! Where are you going?

Book! Book! Book!

I'm going to ease your anxious soul!

Be grateful!

So where are you going?

Watch out!

It would be terrible if you slipped and fell.

Victorica!

The Golden Fairy and the Grey Wolf.

Victorica, just who are you?

The fragments of chaos whistle to me.

Kujou, you're a man who falls easily to feminine wiles.

I think I just learned that the hard way!

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