âIâm just someone who happened to pass by. I canât tolerate seeing a child being beaten, but stealing from others is wrong as well.â
The boy bit down hard on his lip.
ââŠIf I donât steal, I canât survive.â
âYou could have been killed. You should try to live differentlyââ
âThis is the only way I can live.â
The boy spat the words out, ignored Leah when she tried to stop him, and ran off.
There were many pickpockets and beggars in the entertainment district.
Wasnât there some way to improve this situation?
Watching the boyâs retreating back, Leah crossed her arms and fell into thought when a voice sounded behind her.
âYouâve got quite the nerve, miss.â
(That voiceâ!)
Leah spun around.
âWernerâŠ!â
A tall young man dressed entirely in black, wearing a hat of the same color.
His skin was tanned, his eyes sharp, his nose well-defined, and his lips sensual.
Because he wore an eyepatch, only his pale green right eye was visibleâbut he had heterochromia.
He was a remarkably handsome man.
âWerner Hönes.
âHuh⊠miss, how do you know my name?â
Because you were my companion in my previous life.
She had come here hoping to meet him, but she hadnât expected to actually succeed.
It was luckyâbut if she told him about her previous life, would he believe her?
Leah pressed her lips together.
He possessed a special ability, but there was still a high chance he wouldnât believe her.
As she wondered what to do, she studied him.
Werner looked about six years younger than when she had first met him in her previous life, and there was still a trace of boyishness in his cheeks.
(This feels strange somehow.)
Without thinking, a small smile spread across her lips.Who Are You?
She had known the current appearances of the others, but she hadnât met Werner at this age before.
This was their first meeting in this life.
âHey. Why do you know my name?â
âI guessed. I just thought you looked like someone named that.â
ââŠâŠâŠâŠ You guessed it exactly.â
âReally? I might be amazing!â
She covered her mouth with her hand and pretended to be surprised.
However, Leah was terrible at acting, and Werner stared at her suspiciously.
âThat gust of wind just nowâyou caused it, didnât you?â
âA gust of wind?â
Leah blinked innocently.
âNow that you mention it, it did seem like the wind blewâŠ? But that wasnât meââ
âThereâs no point hiding it from me, miss. Youâre a mage.â
So even in this life, he still possessed his ability.
Everyone else was the same as in her previous life, and events were unfolding the same way, so she had expected as much.
âWerner had the ability to see the souls of mages.
In her previous life, he had been both the owner of a high-end gambling house and a magical detective.
If he found a mage with dangerous ideologies, he belonged to an organization that reported them to the Empire.
He had once explained why he belonged to such an organization, but since he hadnât liked talking about it, Leah hadnât pried further in her previous life.
Both of them had abandoned their pasts and lived as adventurers.
They were companions, nothing moreâthere had never been any romance between them.
âThat kid just now is someone I know. I was about to step in and help him when you showed up and drove those men away. Thank you for helping him.â
Leah shook her head slightly.
âI didnât do anything.â
âYouâre a âwindâ mage, arenât you?â
He narrowed his eyes as he looked at Leah.
ââŠStill, your magical power is unusual.â
It would be troublesome if he realized here that she was actually a dark mage.
Leah didnât have any dangerous ideology, but there was no guarantee a dark mage wouldnât be judged as dangerous.
She began to panic slightly.
âMr. Werner Hönes.â
ââŠDid you guess my surname from the atmosphere too?â
ââŠYes.â
Ahâshe was digging herself deeper in her panic.
ââŠWho exactly are you?â