I never would have guessed that the little girl who seemed the most cautious would turn out to be the most abnormal!
As Bella stared at Marguerite in shock, Fu Qian let out a quiet sigh.
The Scarecrow was supposed to point the way out of the fairy tale. In this world, there was no need for one.
And yet Marguerite had earnestly said she was looking for the Scarecrow.
The little girl seemed to have lost sight of the boundary between the two.
In a way, she was no better off than Violetta.
Bella was older, and she had just looked for the Scarecrow herself, so she realized the problem almost instantly. Her expression was stiff as a board.
"Soufflé went out to look for us? We didn't run into her!"
Honey had always been a little muddleheaded, so she didn't think too much of it and simply asked without thinking.
"Yes. You hadn't come back for a long time, so she waited a while and then hurried out. Maybe you just missed each other."
Marguerite nodded and explained in a soft voice.
"You didn't run into any danger on the way, did you?"
"...No."
Honey nearly let something slip, but remembered Bella's warning in time and changed her answer.
To keep Marguerite from noticing the bloodstains on her clothes, she said no more and hurried off to change.
"Marguerite."
Bella was clearly unsettled too. She carefully sat down opposite Marguerite.
"Don't worry, we're fine. When did Soufflé go out?"
"She's been gone for a while. Then none of you came back, and I was so worried here at home."
Marguerite's voice sounded on the verge of tears.
"It's all right. We're back now! And Soufflé has nothing to fear—she's smarter than any of us."
Bella hesitated, but still