I left the royal capital, passed through the cluster of tents, crossed the wheat field, and cut across the grassland on my way back to the bus carriage.
When I reached the top of the final gentle hill before the bus carriage, I noticed something abnormal.
"Wh-What is that…"
On the side of the bus carriage, a picture of a capybara so realistic it could be mistaken for a photograph had been drawn.
When?
It had been dark so I hadn't noticed, but it hadn't been there when we left the Glans, right?
This morning I had also walked away from the bus carriage, so I hadn't noticed at all.
It was far too realistic.
Cabbages, apples, and green grass were drawn in the background, and those too looked so real you could almost smell them.
Could the painting techniques of this world produce something like this?
Even if it were possible, there were only two people among us capable of such a thing. And the only one with a motive to draw a capybara was one person.
