The Magic of “Analysis” Sees Through Everything – Chapter 10

𝐀𝐭 𝐆𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐢-𝐭𝐞𝐢

The bell attached to the door of the Ginsei-tei jingled lightly.

“. . .Luke, have you been waiting?”

Alma approached Luke, who was sitting in the restaurant on the first floor.

“No, I was just having breakfast. . .”

Luke turned around, his words halting.

“W. . . What’s wrong?”

“Ah, sorry. I was just mesmerized because Alma looked so lovely.”

Alma’s face turned so red it looked like it might burst into flames.

Today, Alma was dressed in a simple white shirt, a light blue skirt, and white sandals.

The shirt and sandals were Alma’s, but she didn’t own any skirts, so she had to persuade a shopkeeper she knew to sell her one before coming.

The clean outfit suited the tall Alma well, and even the guests at the restaurant couldn’t help but stare.

“Ah, thank you. Th. . .this was chosen by Sicily.”

She managed to squeeze out a voice, pointing to someone beside her.

“T. . . This is my friend Sicily.”

“I’m Sicily Windsor. I’ve heard a lot about you from Alma. It’s an honor to meet you, Luke-san.”

Sicily bowed deeply to Luke.

“T. . . The pleasure is mine. I’m Luke Surberry. Well, just Luke for now due to circumstances.”

Luke hastily stood up and bowed to Sicily.

“. . .Would you two like to order something? The food here is really good, just as Alma recommended.”

“Is that so? Actually, Sicily recommended this place to me. It’s an inn, but the owner used to be a chef at a famous restaurant, so the food here is really popular.”

Alma smiled happily.

“Luke-san.”

Sicily suddenly spoke up.

“Y. . . Yes?”

Luke answered, slightly startled by the intensity.

“I’ll skip the long story, but to be honest, we don’t really believe that you are the real Luke. In fact, we’ve been told that you’re dead by Alma.”

“I understand why you might think that.”

Luke chuckled wryly.

“So, I have a few questions to confirm if you’re the real Luke. Is that okay?”

“Of course.”

“Then, here’s the first question. The real Luke would surely know this. . .”

Sicily, who continued to speak, and Alma, who was listening next to her, couldn’t help but swallow hard in anticipation.

“There are two moles side by side on Alma’s lower left breast. True or false!”

Luke spat out the tea he was drinking.

“Sicily!”

Alma yelled, her face turning beet red.

But Sicily was dead serious.

“Well? The real Luke should be able to answer!”

“That’s ridiculous!”

“Well, unfortunately, I cannot answer that question. But. . .”

Luke spoke up, coughing.

“I can tell you a close answer. Alma has a small scar below her right shoulder blade, about five centimeters long.”

Sicily’s eyes widened in surprise.

It was an undeniable fact.

Luke had seen Alma changing clothes several times since they started room sharing and had noticed the scar on her back.

It was a scar from falling out of a tree as a child, something she said she was embarrassed about and had never shown to anyone but her family and servants.

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However, there were two exceptions, one of them being Luke.

“I’ve only seen it once during our school days. It’s said to be a scar from his childhood.”

“Luke. . .”

Alma let out a sigh, overcome with emotion.

It was a memory from the time they had trained together alone during their school days.

Alma had once taken on reckless training, and Luke got injured while protecting her.

━Why did you protect someone like me! You ended up getting hurt too!

Back then, Alma, who was desperate, reproached Luke for saving her.

As if to say she wasn’t worth being protected.

━I can’t just let a girl get hurt, can I?

Luke replied with a smile, to which Alma, even more upset, pulled up her shirt to show the scar on her back.

━I’ve had this scar from before! That’s what I mean by you being nosy!

It was a memory that sometimes made her roll around with a pillow in her arms, but it was also a precious memory for Alma.

“Ah, okay, I understand.”

She raised both hands in a gesture of surrender.

“I acknowledge you as the real Luke.”

“I’m glad you understand. But I’m also glad you doubted me.”

“Huh, why is that?”

Luke returned her curious look with a smile.

“Because that means you were worried about Alma, right? Having such friends around at St. Arrogas makes me feel reassured.”

“R, Really?”

Sicily had a disappointed look on her face in response to Luke’s carefree smile, but eventually, she let out a soft sigh and stood up.

“Ah, looks like my part is over, so I guess I’ll head back.”

“Really? You could stay longer if you like.”

“No, it’s fine. You two probably have a lot to catch up on, and I don’t want to be a third wheel. I have a date with my boyfriend anyway. Also. . .”

She said this while waving her hand and then extended her right hand to Luke.

“If you’re a friend of Alma’s, then you’re a friend of mine too. So, no need for formalities with me. I’ll do the same. So, once again, nice to meet you, Luke.”

“Likewise, Nice to meet you, Sicily-sa. . . I mean, Sicily. . .”

She exchanged a firm handshake with Luke and then whispered in Alma’s ear.

“So, take care. I won’t be back until evening, so feel free to use my room.”

“Wait, Cecily. . .!”

“Then, I’m off.”

As Alma yelled out with a flushed face, Sicily left the shop.

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“She’s a good person.”

“Sicily always. . . jump to conclusions too much.”

Alma sipped her tea, her cheeks flushed.

“But really, she’s a precious friend of mine. I’ve been helped by her many times.”

“That must be true, judging by the interaction between you two just now.”

Luke said this and then gazed distantly out the window.

“But I’m a bit envious. She has seen a side of Alma that I don’t know.”

“Luke. . .”

That was Luke’s true feelings.

There might have been a future where I was in that place, such thoughts crossed his mind.

Alma came forward, seeing Luke like that.

“I also don’t know what happened to Luke before. So tell me, what happened on that day, and where have you been and what have you been doing all this time?”

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