The inn seemed to be frequented by people with special tastes, and the soundproof rooms were quite well equipped. In one of the rooms, I had a table set up and tea prepared for Miss Charlotte, who came to the inn with the full intention of gaining the upper hand.

Miss Charlotte looked at me in astonishment as I relaxed. She had already lost her way and was unable to escape. Reluctantly, she took the seat I offered.

Emma quickly brew a pot of tea with fluid hands.

The tea leaves she brought from the townhouse were of the highest quality. The aroma wafted through the air.

Miss Charlotte seemed uneasy, but relaxed a little when I took a sip of tea; unable to bear the awkward silence, she took a drink herself.

Suddenly, she began to talk, saying that it wasn\'t supposed to be like this, that it wasn\'t right, that it was supposed to be different according to her memories of her previous life.

"Hey, Emma. Did you put anything in our tea?"

Emma tilted her head to the side, not at all offended.

“I just added in a special essence, it’s light and subtle enough that the young lady wouldn\'t notice it, the kind that gets you in a good mood and makes you want to talk freely.”

――That sounds more like a truth serum.

Miss Charlotte\'s prattling continued.