The mountains were still so quiet, and when I opened my eyes, I found Alice standing beside me. And on my lips was her finger.

She closed her eyes and whispered, "Listen..."

I listened curiously, but I couldn't hear anything. Alice closed her eyes and murmured, "The wind and the birds are singing..."

I can't help saying, "These birds chirp every day. There's nothing good to hear. Say, where do you want to see?

"Want to see your house." Alice laughed.

Now that our only spy has spoken, I have to take Alice to my hometown. When I saw my shabby cottage, I thought Alice would give up. Who knows...