The cry of horror that followed did not come from Marcia, busy supporting Puella who had just fainted, but from everyone present. This time, the detective did not try to calm the assembly, frozen like a statue facing the vision of a scene that was foreign to him.
[Wait! It's the Beheaded Knight. Maybe it's just part of the exposition, to make it more realistic.]
The magical girl came forward, took the head from the detective's hands, and observed it briefly before handing it to him.
[Mister Red.]
[...]
[You're a good man.]
The guests rushed to the door screaming like mad beasts, ransacking the room. The assistant stationed herself in front of the main door to prevent them from leaving.
[Let me go out! I didn't pay for this!]
[Women and children first!]
[I am a child!] shouted a bearded gentleman.
[Everyone, please calm down...]
