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Once I stepped off the elevator, I quickly shed my Pops disguise.
The lobby itself was full of expectant looking people, and those checking into the hotel.
I made to cut quickly across the grove outside, but as I did I heard a voice call out to me.
I turned around...
And, who do you think I saw?
Well, now... this was a surprise!
Sitting poised on a sofa was a beautiful lady.
It was Clarisse.
"I knew... I knew we'd surely meet again, Mr.Thief."
By her side stood the old man who'd served the duchy for many years,
though I knew him as a gardener.
He smiled at me nostalgically.
Clarisse herself was surrounded by bodyguards who looked like pro wrestlers.
But what in the world was she doing here...?
I couldn't find the words to speak right away.
At the old man's feet was a trunk full of luggage.
Clarisse had come sneaking into Japan to request help in developing a tourist program for Cagliostro.
And now she was about to head home.
I asked if Carl was doing well.
"Oh yes, although he's an old man in human terms, he's as energetic as a puppy!"
She answered me happily.
Yet she wore the presence and pride of a princess as plainly as she did her clothes.
The old man mentioned it was almost time for them to get to the airport.
I wanted to talk a little longer...
But, put simply, the person before me was the princess of a foreign nation.
And I was just a humble thief.
To act friendly in front of all these people wouldn't do. It'd just cause trouble for her.
And so... I paid Clarisse a short farewell.
That night I had trouble sleeping,
because I kept thinking silly things like where the jumbo jet Clarisse boarded might be flying now.
I'll probably never forget what happened today my entire life.
But, hey now... I'm getting a little too sappy here, aren't I?
Well then, goodnight~