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Seeing me getting distraught, Noah suggested, “Until you’re proven to have some sort of affiliation with the fairies of the forests, they can’t throw you out of the villa. They don’t have any rights to do so.” “That’s true,” I responded. “There’s no evidence regarding that. Since I don’t even believe I’m one of the fairies that Stetson has been talking about, I don’t think I will ever be able to make a contact with the other fairies.” After finishing his coffee, he smacked his lips and then further advised, “I think it would be better if you’d stop thinking about this. As this isn’t something that you could control, it’s better that you leave this matter alone.” That was a sound judgement. Since there was no evidence about me being an enemy, I shouldn’t worry about it. Furthermore, i