(Phew, tired)

While delivering the letter as usual, the gas lamp started to light up again today.

(There are only 2 left for today. The next address is --- ah)

A strong wind suddenly blew, and an envelope flew from my hand into the sky.

The wind carrying the envelope blows through the dim alley.

Kate: If I lose sight of it, I’ll be in trouble…!

Rather than rushing to chase after it, the envelope fell to a point as if it were being sucked into it.

Towards the silver-haired man who appeared from the alley, who was slender even in the twilight.

(It was good…!)

Kate: Excuse me, it’s being delivered.

???:….

I rushed over, and the man kindly stooped down to pick up the envelope that had fallen at my feet.

???: Go ahead, my lady.

He picked it up and hold it out, that’s all, but perhaps because of his inhuman beauty and gracefulness of his movements, my gaze was stolen.

Kate: Thank you very much.

???: You’re welcome.

(This person’s eyes are red. It’s like…)

---- It’s looks like blood.

Dark alley, outstretched palms, ruddy eyes… all of them,

A shudder ran down my spine as if it was going to take me somewhere that wasn’t real.

Red-eyed man: Are there only 2 deliveries left?

Kate: Huh?

His cough brought me to my senses. Suddenly, the hustle and bustle of London came back to my ears.

Kate: Sorry, I’m dazed.

Red-eyed man: Hurry up. It will soon be dark.

As we passed each other and made a fuss, he disappeared into the crowd.

For some reason, the lingering sweet scent of buckwheat made my heart flutter.

The red-eyed man: Thank you, Victor.

Black-haired man: If it’s you, I’d be happy no matter how many hours I’ve been waiting… Oh, did something good happen?

Red-eyed man: Ah… There was a cute robin who seemed to sing with a wonderful voice.

Black-haired man: Heh… If you’re interested in someone, I’m curious too.

(He was a strange person, how did you know the number of deliveries?)

(From the way he dressed, he looked like an aristocrat, so I don’t think I will ever see him again)

I walked around the city with a feeling of relief and a desire to talk a little more

I like the moment when people’s heart moves, so I chose a job that delivers letters filled with feelings.

I have no complain about the days when I continue to deliver someone’s feelings, and I think that my current daily life may be happy life that suits me.

Although I also think that the world may change at some random time.

(I wonder if it’s a guy who asked for something that doesn’t exist)

Kate: Well okay, I was able to deliver properly today as well

It was when I praised myself as if I was making an autosuggestion.

A girl and a man with an angry expression appeared in front of me,

Girl: Ouch!

The necklace sways and glitters in the twisted little girl’s hand.

(Thief?)

Man: I will make that arm unsuable!

What the man raised was a poker.

(If it’s hit hard with something like that, bones would break!)

In the momentary events unfolding in front of the sun---

Kate: Wait.

---- Involuntarily, a voice came out.

Man: What the hell are you??

(No way!)

Kate: Hey, for now, let’s return what you stole. After that, I will listen what you have to say.

Girl: Ehhh?

Man: Ouch!?

(Eh!?)

The girl took moment to kick the man’s arm and disappeared into the alley

Man: Wait, you bastard, damn you, what are you doing?

Kate: I’m sorry…

Even if you regret sticking your neck in…

Man: Pay for what I was stolen! Will you pay for it?

Kate: Yes, I will pay you.

I cried and took out my wallet.

Black-haired man: …I see. That’s certainly a lovely robin.

Kate: Ah… I did it.

(For the jeweller, it was clearly the bad peson who stole things, but I don’t think it’s a good thing to blame a girl who is cornered to the point of stealing…)

Everyone knows that there are people suffering from poverty in the east of London.

Without knowing what kind of feelings the girl has when she steals, I can’t just sit and watch her get hurt.

(But in the end, the girl committed a crime and escaped)

Kate: I don’t know if it’s good or bad.

I’m running out of tickets for this month’s theater.

It’s a small hobby that I pay for myself to go to the theater once every few months with my salary that I’ve saved.

(I was supposed to save from this delivery, but this month I have to deposit it)

Kate: Well, there’s no point in worrying about it, if it’s money, you can earn it again.

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Kate: I’m back!

Director: Kate, it’s just right… No, but it’s dangerous at night…

Kate: What’s wrong?

Colleague: That’s right, there are vacancies for night delivery workers, and there are not enough people.

(Night delivery, that’s it)

Kate: Please let me go.

Director: Oh.. that’s.. to be honest. It helps. The delivery area is a safe townhouse area, but please don’t wander around carelessly.

Kate: I got it.

(Good, now we can make up for the negative amount from earlier)

(It’s my first time delivering at night and this area… if you’re careful, you will be fine)

Black-haired man: well--- guys, are you ready?

Cat-like man: Of course, Victor. It’s been a long time since we’ve been on a mission together, so it’s exciting.

Subjective man: You’re too excited, you will get hurt if you get too high, so calm down

Hunting gun man: Well, if it’s not a serious injury, I’ll fix it. If you die, we will have one less person to work with.

Cat-like man: Thank you, Roger. As expected of a former doctor.

Blond hair man: Ah. I have to go too.

Gentlemanly man: Yeah, it’s a wonderful night. There may be something you’re looking for at the target’s mansion.

Blond hair man: Yes… I understand.

Sly-eyed man: If you’re going, can you go quickly? Unlike the nobles, I don’t have time.

Tall young man: I don’t have any business talks or collection plans tonight.

Sly-eyed man: Hey, you can’t be honest like an idiot. Shut up!

Red-eyed man: As you can see, Crown is ready, Victor.

(Delivery at night is fine once you get used to it, next is the last one)

Among the row of townhouses, it was a particularly splendid mansion

(Oh.. this mansion doesn’t have a mailbox)

(It’s night, so I can’t speak too loudly… what should I do?)

When I gently touch the gate, I heard a faint squeak and the gate opened inward

(Open. Careless)

Kate: Excuse me. I’m from the post office. Is there anyone here?

When I pass through the gate and look into the dimly lit entrance hall

(Piano sound?)

Out of nowhere, I heard a light melody.

The light and joyful tone that echoes in the dark without the sound of the wind makes you feel something strange.

(i’m sure it’s the man in this mansion who is playing. If you leave the letter unattended, it might get lost)

(If I don’t deliver it properly)

I’m afraid to take a step forward,

My own footsteps along the polished hall mingled with the melody of the piano

(somehow, I feel restless)

Eventhough I should be fullfilling my duties, I feel like I’m making a decisive mistake for some reason,

(Hand it over quickly and let’s go home)

(The sound … seems to be coming from the hall ahead)

Knocking on the door, but the melody doesn’t stop

I put my hand on the doornob as if I was rushed by anxiety

Kate: um.. Excuse me. 

(.. eh?)

A bright red fountain appeared in front of me.

Byu-- the object with bright red splatters throbbing and rolling on the floor with a sound.

(W… What?)

My eyes met with the “it” that rolled at my feet.

“He” had a bitter expression on his face, and had a knife he had held stabbed into his neck.

Kate: ………!?

My throat makes a sound. A lukewarm liquid dripped down, and discomfort ran down my spine.

(Why?)

???: This this, I didn’t expect an audience to come.

I heard a voice that gave me a further blow, and my throat, which was still tight, trembled.

When I looked around-----

Eight shadows darker than darkness,

They silently stared at me, illuminated by the gray moonlight

As if trying to figure out who I am….

One of them slowly stands up from the piano in the hall.

Red-eyed man: What’s it? Isn’t that the robin I met during the day?

Kate: ahh…eh?

It was the red-eyed man I met in London at dusk.

I stared back at them, unable to understand anything beyond that.

Cat-like man: Do you know Will? Anyone know us?.

Red-eyed man: We just talked a little bit on the street, Liam, she don’t know about the Crown.

(Crown?)

Cat-like man: I see, then you are in trouble, what should you do?

The man looked at me and smiled softly, with a glamorous tone that doesn’t match the complete crime scene.

(Looks fun, even in this kind of situation)

His friendly pink eyes sparkle with curiosity

Subjective man: I’m sorry if you are really frightened, but this is a set for a stage play, isn’t it?

A man who looks like a playboy poke at the corpse with his chine and gives me a sideways glance.

Kate: Uh, lie…

I remembered the lukewarm feeling, and my voice came out involuntarily

Subjective man: It would have been better if you pretend to believe me. What are you going to do Will?

Red-eyed man: Of couse, we should take her to the “Palace fo death”.

Sly-eyed man: I told you to lock the door.

Hunting gun man: Haha, I didn’t think you would trespass. You’re a pretty bad girl, arent you?

Tall young man: Why don’t you come over here, you cant run away anyway.

Fear ran through my body the moment I heard those word - I can’t escape

(... Anyway…. I have to run away!)

I scolded my trebling legs and try to retreat.

Blood-red eyed captivated me.

Red-eyed man: Come, poor robin.

(Ehh??)

For some reason, my legs began to move toward him the moment he whispered sweetly.

(Why? I cant stop..?!)

Kate: I hate it…

Ignoring my will, my legs suddenly stopped right in front of him.

Red-eyed man: Excuse me.

He gently pulled me around my waist as if he were waltzing.

(... being killed..)