Years passed by...
The young Little Red Riding Hood...
matured into a fine, intelligent woman.
She had high hopes in her heart,
and thus set out on a journey.
ONCE UPON A CRIME
I wonder if the town's nearby.
Ow! Ouch!
Seriously, how many times now?
It's such a beautiful forest, but it's full of thorns.
Miss, beautiful things tend to have thorns.
Hey, you in the red!
I'm shocked you could ignore me so easily.
I'm a witch.
A witch.
Be impressed!
What is it? I'm on my way to Spenhagen.
Spenhagen? That's really far. What a tiring journey you're taking.
Yes, so I'll be going now.
You're quite a shabby girl.
Such a long journey to be wearing those shabby shoes.
Yes, such a painful journey!
Right, I'll use my magic to give you beautiful shoes.
No thank you.
Wait just a moment!
Hey, those shoes are bad that's why you can't run.
You should get new ones.
You're scaring me.
I'll use my magic.
You're really out of breath.
New shoes...
How about it?
I'll give you new shoes.
Huh?
Hey, you're going to die.
This kingdom is all about beauty!
I don't look like any old witch, I look stylish, don't I?
See?
Huh? Are you saying this staff is shabby?
Call it "antique"!
Children will never understand why this staff is beautiful.
Is that so?
Forget about me for now.
I will change your shoes to fit the beauty of this kingdom.
Okay?
I will change this shabby girl and shabby shoes to be beautiful.
Stop calling me shabby.
VindaVanda...
Vindaly!
It feels slimy.
Geez, so rude.
What kind of a witch are you?
I can do all sorts of magic.
It's just that shoes are...
I'm just not good with them.
Why use magic you're not good at?
Oh, it's a bit dirty there. Right at the heel.
Whose fault is that?
Wait!
Ow. Ouch!
That hurts.
Oh dear.
Do cheer up, okay?
Those shoes were covered in mud after all.
Oh, my shoes!
Ow, that hurts.
Ow, ouch.
My shoes...
So they were your shoes.
Thanks.
My name's Little Red Riding Hood. What's your name?
Cinderella.
The pigeon I was taking care of...
passed away.
I'm sorry to hear that.
Hey Cinderella, who's bullying you?
Huh?
I know we just met, but I'm good at sensing these things.
Is the person who's bullying you your stepmother
or perhaps your half-sister Anne?
How did you...?
Those old clothes. They're hand-me-downs, right?
It says "Anne" on the collar.
To write her name means she's not the only child.
You have another sister.
The fact that your parents haven't given you any new clothes
and you're not in a situation where you can complain
means you have a stepmother.
And your name...
My name?
It's Cinderella.
"Cinder" means "ashes."
Your name means "covered in ashes."
To not even hesitate to say a name like that...
You must have been constantly bullied by your family.
That's impressive...
But I don't know why these horrible things are happening to you.
Crying won't solve your problems.
In this kingdom...
beauty is everything.
The castle where the king lives is the most beautiful in the world.
Ugly things are sins.
Ugly, dirty people are...
Leave. Go home!
...completely invisible to everyone else.
Because I look like this...
Cinderella.
Yes, Mother.
The teacups are empty.
- Hurry up and make some tea. - Right away.
My goodness, not only are you ugly, you're a slowpoke.
I'm sorry.
Hey, hurry up and bring me my mirror.
Right away.
Cinderella, go pick some more raspberries. We're running out of jam.
Um, Margot, I...
Huh? What?
Huh? You don't actually think you're going to the ball, right?
Um...
There's no way you could go.
Listen, Cinderella.
The ball tonight is for the prince to choose his wife.
A grand ball for my beautiful daughter Anne to become the princess.
Oh, Mother.
If the prince knew I had such a shabby sister,
I could only half charm him.
We can't have that. Not at all.
Then we'll have to get the best stylist in the world to double that charm.
Thank you, Mother!
Oh, Anne. I have another trick up my sleeve.
Oh Mother, you're wonderful. What is it?
Oh no, I dropped it.
Hey, that's mine!
It's here again. What a filthy thing.
Cinderella's friends are so gluttonous.
What a despicable pigeon.
Dirty things should not exist in this kingdom.
Wait!
So the pigeon you were taking care of was killed because of that?
What can I do about it?
I've had back luck since I was born.
I mean...
This pigeon and I...
We're not beautiful.
But even if you go to the ball, you've never talked to the prince.
You don't even like him. Do you really want to be his wife?
Yes, if it's him.
Wait, you actually like him?!
I mean, he's a really wonderful person.
Beautiful or not, he treats everybody fairly.
I've seen him in real life once.
Oh, I couldn't say anything.
I was captivated by him.
- And...! - You sure talk a lot!
The prince has been studying politics since he was a child.
He's so nice and cool.
If the prince becomes the king, this kingdom will get better.
If I could marry such a wonderful prince,
I wouldn't ask for anything else.
Okay then. Let's go to the ball.
That's not possible.
Why not?
I...
These are the only clothes I have.
They won't let me into the castle dressed like this.
My sister Margot threw my shoes away too.
She threw away your shoes? That's terrible.
What are those scars?
I got them while picking raspberries.
From the brambles.
It seems you're in trouble.
If that's the case, let me help you.
Oh, the witch is still here.
My name is Barbara!
I can make you beautiful for the ball.
I don't believe you can.
Don't underestimate me.
I'm good at this.
Vinda Vanda...
Vin...
daly!
What?
Wow!
How about that?
You're like a different person!
I-It's cute!
Hey Barbara, do it to me too.
Huh?
I'm going to the ball too.
Why are you going?
I'm in the middle of a journey to enrich my life.
I must see all the sights in these countries.
Oh, you're quite calculating. Sure.
Vinda Vanda...
Vinda...
ly!
Oh, wow! I'm like a princess!
Huh?
It's slimy!
Hey Barbara. My shoes are all muddy again.
Sorry.
Don't "sorry" me.
I can't go to the ball in these shoes.
How about you?
I didn't have shoes to begin with.
Is that how it works?
Can't you do something about this, Barbara?
Shoes are a bit hard...
You haven't changed at all, Auntie Barbara.
Another witch!
Hello there, ladies.
Oh, it's you, Tekla.
Hello.
Um...
It's nice to meet you.
Nice to meet you.
Auntie Barbara, it's been a while.
You're still using that old staff.
With that staff, all the magic will run out at midnight.
That's so little time!
Magic is supposed to disappear.
You can use my wonderful magic.
It'll last you 24 hours.
What say you?
Shall I change your shoes into beautiful glass slippers?
That sounds wonderful! Can you?
Of course.
I recently learned how to transform objects into glass with magic.
Yes, please do so!
Ah!
Oh.
Oh my. You have no shoes.
I can't change them if you're not wearing any shoes.
- Hey Barbara. - Huh?
Lend Cinderella your shoes.
- Why me? - Just do it.
Don't "just do it" me.
- Come on. - No.
- Lend them. - No.
- Come on. - Can't.
Wow, they're beautiful. You're amazing.
Listen. The magic only lasts 24 hours.
It only fits the person who first wore it.
Nobody else can wear them.
Don't forget that.
Of course.
Huh?
What is that? Are you hungry?
They're not for eating!
It'd be unsightly to walk to the castle, right?
Vinda Vanda Vindaly!
Nice to meet you, ladies. My name is Paul, the mouse.
I know everything about the castle.
I know everything about it. The wine cellar and the cheese.
We don't know anything about the castle. Thank you for your help.
Squeak.
Is that pumpkin... going to turn into a carriage?
Squeak?
Then I'll drive it and escort you ladies to the castle!
- Wonderful. - Wow.
You're a mouse, but you can drive a carriage?
You have a license?
No, no, no. There are no licenses in this era.
It'll be fine.
Magic will make everything all right!
Vinda Vanda Vindaly!
I can't breathe through my nose!
I never thought I'd ever be able to go to the ball.
Little Red Riding Hood, thank you so much.
Don't worry about it. I wanted to go to the ball too.
Is that a bell?
Yeah.
That's the bell from the clock tower. It tells us the time every hour.
When I first met Barbara, it did chime four times.
Yes, it just chimed six times so that means it's six o'clock.
Which means we have six hours until the magic disappears.
Watch out!
What happened?
He just jumped out of nowhere!
We hit someone.
Calm down. Let me borrow this.
No way...
Do you know him?
Yeah...
He's a stylist named Hans.
He's the number one stylist working for the royal family.
If he cuts your hair, you'll look so beautifully different.
Right. His hair looks... charismatic.
He's dead.
What are we going to do?
We have to contact the castle's soldiers.
You're right.
It's my fault.
It's because I wanted to go to the ball.
It's not your fault.
She's right, I'm the one who hit him. It's my responsibility.
Right...
I guess driving a carriage is too hard for a mouse.
Yeah, that's why I'll turn myself in.
I'll turn myself in.
No, don't worry about it.
I'll go back to being a mouse after midnight anyway.
- Why are you acting cool? - Squeak.
We can't get to the ball without the carriage.
But...
What's the matter?
Little Red Riding Hood...?
Take a look at this.
- Squeak? - What is it?
Why is there so much dirt on his heels?
I have no idea, after all, I'm a mouse.
- Don't be cheeky. - Squeak.
There's only one reason why there's this much dirt.
Squeak?
It's because somebody dragged him along the ground.
W-What do you mean by that?
He didn't die because we hit him.
He was already dead.
What should we do, Cinderella?
We can report this and tell the truth.
But if we do...
There'll be an investigation and we can't go to the ball.
You haven't done anything wrong,
so I don't think it's fair that you would miss the ball.
But what should we do?
Okay then. This is good.
You have a very evil-looking face right now.
I've pulled off the perfect crime.
- What is this bit? - Squeak.
- As if I have any other choice. - Squeak.
But who killed him?
No idea.
Nobody knew we'd be passing through here. I bet they were waiting for just anyone.
That's horrible...
But regardless, it's not your fault that he's dead.
And our carriage will disappear at midnight.
Which means there will be nothing tying us to this dead body.
Paul...
I have a favor to ask.
Squeak.
Okay, we're here.
Thank you.
No! We can't let someone ugly like you in.
Go home!
Good evening.
You're so beautiful. Welcome! Please come in.
I told you no!
You're ugly, so get lost! Now!
Wow.
- Little Red Riding Hood. - Yeah?
Do I look strange? I feel like people are staring at me.
- Of course. - Huh?
They're curious because you're beautiful.
I'm not that...
Cinderella?
It's my stepmother and my sister Anne.
That's them?
Mother, where's Margot?
She's not here.
She was so excited, she left home before us.
She's probably walking around eating.
Mother, is my hair fine?
Anne!
Hans is the one who styled it. Of course it's beautiful.
Besides, to learn the prince likes women with short hair...
As expected of a royal appointee. Only Hans would have known that!
I'm glad I made you do it.
You're right.
It's nothing. I'm just not used to it.
So how did that thing go?
I can't hear you.
The music's quite loud.
What am I going to do if they find me?
You'll be fine. You're a different person from before.
- They're not going to notice. - Really?
Yeah.
Kingdom of Clair de Lune, King Bovell.
Kingdom of Clair de Lune, Prince Gilbert.
He's pulling off a red jacket paired with white pants.
That's the prince. He looks good in anything.
Most people would look like a manzai performer.
Not the prince. Definitely not him.
Everyone.
Welcome to our ball in this beautiful castle.
Tonight's ball is for the prince to find a wife.
Beautiful ladies of the kingdom.
If he invites you, do not shy away.
Dance with him.
Well then, Prince. Choose your lady.
- Father, I... - Choose.
Do not concern yourself with that woman who has disappeared.
Yes, Father.
Mother, will I be okay?
You'll be fine. Have some confidence.
I'm so nervous.
My prince.
Huh?
Will you dance with me?
I'd love to.
Woo-hoo!
Thank you.
Yes? For what?
You're very beautiful.
Oh no, I'm not.
I suppose it's time I moved on.
Huh?
Glass slippers?
Miss Tekla's been practicing.
My king!
What is it? You're disrupting the ball.
I'm sorry to report...
Excuse me.
That's horrible!
Everyone.
I am canceling this ball.
In the forest just now,
we found one of our subjects.
Our stylist, Hans, is dead.
The body was covered in dirt.
It's evident that somebody has tried to cover up the body.
There is a horse hoof print on his forehead.
There are marks on the back of his head that show he was hit by something.
He was hit by a carriage coming to this ball
and lost his life when he hit his head on a rock on the ground.
This means...
the despicable criminal is in this room!
Hans was our national treasure. The best at making people beautiful.
This crime is absolutely unforgivable!
We begin investigations immediately.
All carriages that have come here tonight will be investigated.
The owner of a blood-stained carriage
has killed Hans!
You may not leave the castle until we find the criminal.
Search the carriages immediately.
Of course.
What are we going to do? We're going to get caught.
Don't worry. Paul will take care of the carriage.
What?
What? Paul?
Is there something wrong?
What about the thing I asked you to do?
What? Oh, the blood on the carriage?
Yes, I washed it off completely.
What?
Of course, no soldiers or castle staff saw me.
I may be a mouse but I like to be clean.
What a wonderful mouse you are.
Good job.
But how did you get here?
To tell you the truth...
there's an underground shortcut that only mice know.
The cheese and wine in this castle are amazing.
We go back and forth using that shortcut to sneakily enjoy the cheese and wine.
The cheese and wine are just so good.
Cheese and wine.
Cheese... No!
I haven't drunk the wine.
I am driving the carriage and I already hit somebody,
I shouldn't drink--
- Sh... - Squeak?
Shqueak...
- Sh! - Squeak.
Don't say you hit somebody.
- Huh? - Everyone's so tense now.
Thank goodness nobody heard me.
I'll just stick with the cheese for today.
My king, there were pieces of cheese on the ground near Hans' body.
The culprit killed him while eating cheese...
The culprit... loves cheese more than anything else.
Find the cheese lovers in this kingdom.
Yes, sir.
It wasn't me! I got this cheese here.
Little Red Riding Hood, let's use the shortcut and leave.
If we leave now, that's like saying, "Please suspect us!"
What if they catch and imprison us?
You're right.
I'll head to the carriage via the shortcut now.
Hey, no wine!
It's a strange-looking carriage but there's no blood.
It's eleven o'clock. One hour until the magic disappears.
At this rate, the magic will disappear here.
Let's hold out until the end and escape via the shortcut.
Allow me to report my findings.
We searched all carriages, but found no traces of blood.
That means nobody here did it.
No...
The doctor who performed the autopsy on Hans contacted me.
Judging from the way the blood clotted, the back of his head was hit first.
Which means...
Hans was already dead before he was hit by the carriage.
Hey!
The soldiers searching Hans' house...
found a sharpening stone with blood on it.
There's no doubt that he was killed in his home.
We estimate he died sometime between 1 p.m. to 3 p.m. today.
He was hit by the carriage because...
The culprit wanted to sidetrack the investigation by creating a diversion.
Just as I deduced.
Yeah...
The soldiers searching Hans' house also found something strange.
Something strange?
Bring it here.
Yes, sir!
Hair...?
Huh? Is there a bunch of hair in that bag then?
There's a lot of hair in here.
This is just a part of the collection found at his house.
My king, will you listen to my theory about this?
- Tell me. - Yes, sir.
The despicable criminal is in this room!
I just said that, didn't I?
I just said that...
That ribbon belongs to my sister Anne.
That means the hair...
My sister was really proud of her long, beautiful hair.
Why was this beautiful hair cut off?
This means our number one stylist Hans was just a human himself.
It means Hans sometimes made mistakes!
Hans accidentally cut this off when he was working.
Which means...
the girl whose hair was mistakenly cut off...
holds an extreme grudge against Hans.
So you're saying that a woman with short hair
is the one who killed Hans.
Exactly!
Five women.
Let me ask you then.
Are these yours?
This is strange.
- Huh? - Then it's just as I suspected.
Hans accidentally cut your hair.
Well...
Who killed him?
Well...
It's one of these five women.
May I say something?
Yes?
I've never seen you around.
My name is Little Red Riding Hood.
I'm just a traveler.
So you're just a traveler.
What do you need to say?
This is hard for me to say...
The grand chamberlain's theory is incorrect.
What?
That's rude! You're just a traveler!
Calm down.
Why is he wrong? It seems like a logical conclusion.
It's very simple.
There's something with these hairs.
Huh?
These hairs have beautiful ribbons attached to them.
What about that?
Normally, you would take off the ribbon before you cut the hair.
These weren't accidentally cut off.
They were cut like this on purpose.
True.
Why was he killed then?
No idea.
Only the people who had their hair cut would know.
How did he cut your hair?
Please tell me, Anne.
Around 10 a.m. today...
I went to get my hair cut at Hans' place.
I never thought the royal stylist would ever touch my hair.
It was like a dream come true.
I was really looking forward to it.
That's right...
The prince prefers women with shorter hair.
I'll turn you into a woman he'd like.
And, well...
I know that my mother did everything she could for the opportunity.
And I'm sure it cost a lot of money.
But...
I didn't want to cut my long hair.
Do you want to become his wife?
Or do you want to have long, beautiful hair?
God won't let you have both.
His demeanor completely changed and he forcefully cut my hair!
Oh my...
My poor Anne.
You truly prefer women with shorter hair, right?
My daughter had long, beautiful hair.
The only person who can comfort my daughter
is you, my prince.
My daughter would do anything for you.
My prince.
Please choose my daughter Anne to be your princess.
Anne's the best for you.
I also cut my hair because Hans told me you preferred it.
You prefer women with shorter hair, correct?
Take a look at me please.
What? I look better with short hair.
Anne looks the best with it.
Quiet, old woman.
You like young women with short hair, right?
You young girls need to shut up.
There's no woman here that looks as good with a short haircut
as my daughter.
We do, what are you talking about?
But does the prince...
truly prefer shorter hair on women?
I didn't know that.
Father...
I actually heard bad rumors about Hans before.
You completely ignored the question!
Bad rumors?
Hans was indeed a talented stylist.
But he felt envy when he saw women with beautiful hair who were not his customers...
Why did he feel this way?
He could not stand the existence of such beautiful hair
that he himself did not style.
So he looked for women with beautiful hair.
And that beautiful hair...
he forcefully cut it.
That's horrible.
Which means...
What does this mean, Master Little Red Riding Hood?
I heard something...
What?
The truth is, my mother's cousin works here as a maid.
She let us into the castle quietly after noon.
You snuck yourself in. What were you scheming?
I wasn't scheming anything!
I just wanted to meet the prince and ask him to invite me to dance.
Did you end up meeting her?
No.
This is my first time seeing her.
What is the meaning of this?
I did go right in front of the prince's room.
But...
I wasn't able to meet him.
Why not?
Because I...
heard something.
Excuse me.
- That's unforgivable! - Please calm down, my prince.
Do you know what you've done?
Oh my...
They were arguing.
The prince...
was particularly angry.
Is Anne's story true?
It is.
What's going on here? My mind is all scram... scrambled.
Hans came to my room a little past noon today.
Are those new clothes?
It'll look good on you.
Oh my, please excuse my clumsiness.
Hans...
Where did you get this?
That doesn't concern you.
So the rumors are true.
- That's unforgivable! - Please calm down, my prince.
Do you know what you've done?
What about you?
What?
Everybody has secrets.
I saw you. I believe it's been a year since then.
Are you saying he threatened you?
Yes.
I'm sorry.
A year ago...
The one who threw away your precious crown...
was me.
I can't believe you threw away my crown.
That is a serious crime.
Yes.
My son.
Why did you do such a thing?
No.
Yes.
It's as you suspect.
Didn't I tell you to forget about that maid?
I said I would find you a better woman.
We're having this ball to find her!
Father, I was angry.
You didn't accept me and Remi.
Remi...
I can't...
I'm not beautiful enough for you.
You don't need to worry, Remi.
I'll convince my father.
My prince...
Remi...
You are the most...
beautiful to me.
But...
after I talked to my father,
she disappeared.
You didn't accept her and she disappeared!
I told you that was a misunderstanding!
I did not oppose your relationship!
That maid disappeared all on her own!
You don't understand my feelings!
You don't know...
how much I love her!
Um...
May I say something?
You picked quite a moment to interrupt.
What great timing.
I'm almost impressed.
You tiptoed into that like an elephant.
I'd like to move on now.
Is that okay, my prince?
So did Hans just leave you?
Until the new crown was made, I had a hard time styling the king's hair.
I wondered how I would present a dignified king without his crown.
Well, it wasn't too difficult for someone like me.
I've always thought
that your hand mirror was beautiful.
Please send it to my house.
It'll be a gift from you.
Let's see what time...
Five o'clock in the afternoon should be fine.
He blackmailed me.
He demanded the royal hand mirror.
Don't tell me you gave him the mirror has been in our family for generations.
Excuse me, my prince.
I'm here to collect the item to be sent to Hans' house.
I decided to not give him the mirror.
I realized something looking in that mirror.
Even though I knew the rumors about him,
I'd just be used by him.
I was ugly for not being able to say anything.
Prince...
In order to shut him up about the crown,
you killed him, didn't you?
That's not true.
Father, please believe me.
After this ball was over,
I decided I was going to tell you about the crown.
I hate to tell you, my prince.
That's something nobody can prove.
No, I didn't kill him.
Then why?
Why didn't you come to dance practice?
I went to go check on you.
You weren't in your room.
You weren't in the castle.
I...
wanted to be by myself.
So I just went out for a walk.
That's too convenient of an excuse!
What time did you go for a walk?
From 1 p.m. to 3 p.m.
Master Little Red Riding Hood,
that's the time the doctor said Hans was killed!
That's a coincidence.
Did you meet anybody while you were walking?
No, nobody.
Not many people wander the hill I go to.
The prince...
has a motive to kill Hans.
And he has no alibi.
My prince.
You've always had a strong sense of justice.
Is that sense of justice this time
showing its hidden face?
Father...
Are you suspecting me of murder?
No, I did not kill him!
Arrest the prince.
Father!
Take him away.
My prince!
I believe you. You didn't kill Hans!
Thank you.
My prince...
Little Red Riding Hood, there's no way he could have killed Hans.
Please do something.
But there is circumstantial evidence...
Huh?
This is...
A thorn.
The prince could not have been the killer.
Hey!
Outsiders are not allowed in here!
You must leave!
Please wait!
You just said, "The prince could not have been the killer," right?
Yes.
Why do you think so?
From 1 p.m. to 3 p.m., the prince was by himself.
He was sitting on a hill with a nice view.
What did you just say?
I've been sleeping in a cave in the forest.
From there, I saw him the whole time.
Is that true?
Yes.
A red jacket with white pants.
I saw them in the green hills.
If what you're saying is true, this means the prince has an alibi!
The tables have turned!
The king is his father after all.
I'm so relieved.
My king!
Please be careful.
About what?
Take a look at this ugly, dirty person.
She's a beggar and a lowly person.
We cannot trust her.
Hey.
Yes, sir.
This is stupid.
May I say something?
Why don't the people of this kingdom believe in their own prince?
So you believe what that woman is saying to be true?
Yes.
But the way she looks...
Are you saying because she's ugly, she's lying?
There's no reasoning behind that.
But she's so vulgar.
We don't know if she's lying just for the money.
You're so suspicious of everyone.
The prince's outfit was made for the ball, correct?
That's correct.
Then what is this?
This was on the floor where the prince was arrested.
What is that?
It's a thorn from a bramble.
Around here... Let's see.
Ow! Ouch!
Oh.
These grow in the forest on the way to that hill with a nice view.
May I elaborate further?
How could thorns get on clothes that the prince wore for the first time today?
There's only one possibility.
The prince did go to that hill today.
Excellent deduction, Master Little Red Riding Hood!
Then the prince is telling the truth!
Exactly.
My king.
Bring him back.
Yes, sir.
What's going on?
My prince.
Somebody here can confirm your alibi.
That is why I'm releasing you.
Everyone.
I apologize for keeping you here so late.
You may go now.
Cinderella, we gotta go.
Excuse us.
Please wait.
My prince, please take a look at my Anne.
Look at her beautiful proportions!
You love short-haired women, right?
I'll do anything for you, my prince.
Peek...
We're not giving up yet!
Anne loves you!
The bell is going to stop ringing! Hurry up!
- Cinderella, hurry! - Yeah.
Please wait!
I'm sorry, my prince.
I must go home.
At least tell me your name.
I'm sorry!
We're taking off now!
You can do it! Take us as far as you can!
The next chime is the last one!
To think I finally became a human...
Ow...
The magic...
is over.
We're here. This is my house.
You can stay here as long as you like.
Thank you. I'd like to go in.
Sure.
- Little Red Riding Hood. - Yeah?
Here.
Oh.
It stinks!
She went this way! Go after her!
What was that?
Is someone here?
Ow.
Who are you?
That's my question.
My name is Margot.
Mar...
Are you Cinderella's other sister?
You know her?
No, enough about that.
Can you please help me? I'm being chased by the soldiers.
Why? What did you do?
I...
accidentally killed Hans the stylist!
She's still around here. Find her!
Yes, sir!
This scone goes really well with raspberry jam.
I'm surprised you can eat at a time like this.
Hans sent me a letter.
He said he'd cut my hair specially for the ball.
And that he'd be waiting at his house at 4 p.m.
Hans...
It's me, Margot.
I'm coming in.
Thank you for inviting me.
I was really out of it and when I got up...
What's going on here?
I got hit in the head one more time. Bam!
You didn't see who hit you?
Show me.
Ouch.
Yeah, that's...
definitely two hits to the head.
When I came to, my head really hurt.
Ow.
And I realized that in front of me was...
Huh?
I knew it the moment I saw him.
I knew that he was dead.
And in my hand was...
Wait a minute.
So this means you don't actually remember killing him.
Yeah.
But no matter how you think about it, it could have only been me.
Calm down.
Do you remember anything else?
Huh?
Oh, right.
Anne's hair was on the desk.
She was proud of her hair. There's no way she would have cut it.
And then?
I'd heard a bad rumor before.
Hans would cut long, beautiful hair from young women and collect them.
I thought someone who was envious made up the rumor.
But it all came to me.
Hans forcefully cut Anne's hair.
Blood rushed to my head and I must have killed Hans.
I'm sure that's what happened!
Calm down.
And then what happened after that?
I thought I had to cover it up.
I put Hans in a wagon.
I hid among the trees at a fork in the road
and waited for a carriage to pass by.
You wanted a carriage to hit him and falsify the cause of death?
Yeah.
I waited for a bit and a strange-looking carriage came by.
After I heard the horse kick Hans, I ran into the forest.
And then?
I was originally supposed to go to the ball.
But I wasn't up for it.
I was worried I was going to get caught.
I didn't want to go home either, so I stayed in the forest.
And just now, the soldiers on patrol found me.
Get her!
No, help me!
Here's the one you've been looking for.
She confessed to killing Hans.
Take her away.
You're kidding. You told me you'd help me!
I didn't say such a thing.
You brute! You demon! You ogre!
Master Little Red Riding Hood!
I'm glad to meet you again.
I'm impressed you got a confession out of her.
Now I can bring the king good news.
She's not the killer.
What?
She's a bully, so I just wanted her to feel some pain.
Grand Chamberlain, there's something bothering me.
Could you show me Hans' house?
Certainly.
This... isn't Hans' blood.
The blood on the floor is about a year old now.
Hans only bled a little.
I can only guess he had a quick death.
I see...
Grand Chamberlain.
Can you help me with something?
Anything for you, Master Little Red Riding Hood.
My prince.
The prince is searching for the owner of this glass slipper.
Strangely, this glass slipper can only be worn by the owner.
Girl, tell me your name.
My name is Cinderella.
Cinderella.
Please try this on.
Yes.
As you wish.
It fits! It's a perfect fit!
I see.
You're the one.
Arrest her.
Yes, sir.
What?
What? Why?
Little Red Riding Hood, tell them they have the wrong person.
Cinderella.
Huh?
Why do your feet have so many scars?
I told you yesterday.
I got them picking raspberries from the brambles.
Cinderella.
Why are you barefoot?
My sister Margot...
Cinderella.
Why is your crime plan so sloppy?
The person who killed Hans is...
you.
What are you saying?
Something felt off about you from the moment we met.
That's why I went to the ball with you.
Huh?
I first thought something seemed off
when you said Margot threw away your shoes.
What about it?
Margot loves raspberry jam, doesn't she?
If she'd thrown your shoes away,
you couldn't have gotten raspberries from the forest with all those brambles.
They were bullying me!
Do you want to make me into the murderer?
What about motive?
I don't have any reason to kill Hans.
Your motive probably was...
because you're beautiful.
Do you want to be beautiful?
Huh?
Hans realized your true beauty.
Then...
he was seized by his urge to cut off your hair.
You know about me, don't you?
Exactly! That's right!
I'm the world's number one charismatic...
hair stylist.
Hans.
I cut the king's hair too.
You've heard of me, right?
Come to my house.
I'll cut your hair.
This is a special opportunity.
You want to be beautiful, don't you?
I'm sure you were happy.
People call you ugly and you're constantly bullied.
And yet the kingdom's best stylist acknowledged you
and said you could become beautiful.
But... the reality was different.
What are you doing?!
Your hair will be beautiful.
It's more beautiful than any hair I've cut in this kingdom.
Therefore, it should not exist!
You killed Hans.
You then thought to frame your stupid sister Margot.
I WILL CUT YOUR HAIR FOR THE UPCOMING BALL
You wrote a letter pretending to be Hans and invited your sister over.
After Margot came to Hans' house, you knocked her out
so that the prince's servant would find her there at 5 p.m.
That should have been the end of it.
But...
You made one mistake.
I'm coming in.
Thank you for inviting me.
You failed to knock Margot out, but you no longer had the sharpening stone.
So out of panic...
The glass slipper's heel broke from the impact.
This is that piece of glass.
It was on Margot's clothing.
You weren't able to find this piece of glass,
but you had knocked Margot out.
You just had to wait for the prince's servant to come at 5 p.m.,
who would find her there and assume her to be the culprit.
And you would have pulled off the perfect crime.
But the one thing you couldn't calculate was the prince's change of heart.
The servant didn't come and Margot wasn't found at the scene.
That's all speculation.
If that really was left by the culprit, then your story doesn't add up!
Take a look.
My glass slippers are perfectly intact.
This proves that I'm not the murderer.
It's true that this piece of glass doesn't match with those slippers.
Right?
The glass slippers only fit the original owner.
That piece of glass isn't a part of this pair.
There are many people who have glass slippers from Miss Tekla's magic.
Somebody else killed him.
But it can only be you.
Enough! If you're going to insist it was me, then show me some proof.
Cinderella, actually...
the left slipper you're wearing right now...
And the one you left in the castle last night...
They're not the same.
What?
That glass slipper...
It was buried with the pigeon you cared about.
You had two pairs of glass slippers.
The left glass slipper you left at the castle...
is over there.
The right slipper that's paired with the left slipper you're wearing...
It's right here.
We found it buried with the same pigeon.
Grand Chamberlain, what about this piece of glass?
They fit perfectly together.
When I first met you, you didn't have any shoes.
It wasn't because Margot threw your shoes away.
You hit Margot with the glass slipper that Miss Tekla changed for you
but the heel broke off and you buried it.
You met Miss Tekla twice yesterday
and got two pairs of glass slippers.
The second time was with me.
The first time was after you killed Hans
and wrote that letter to Margot.
Isn't that right, Miss Tekla?
That's right.
What a surprise!
So you're Cinderella.
As Little Red Riding Hood said, I changed her shoes into glass slippers.
Do you remember what time?
I think it was 3 p.m.
The castle bell rang three times.
You're mistaking me for somebody else.
When I first met you with Little Red Riding Hood, you said "Nice to meet you."
If it was the second time, you would've said something.
I don't have to explain this one to you, right?
What?
Right, Barbara?
Yeah.
When you two met the second time, I had already made you so beautiful
you looked like a different person.
It's not Tekla's fault she thought you were somebody else.
Thank you for your testimonies, Miss Tekla and Barbara.
Why are you so casual with me? W-Why?
You're welcome.
Okay, we'll be going now.
Let's move on.
You might have refused to wear this slipper if I asked.
That's why I asked the prince for his help.
You wouldn't refuse slippers from the prince.
There's no way you would.
How do you know?
Know what?
That the left slipper I'm wearing
pairs up with the broken right slipper?
They're both glass slippers, it's not proof.
You're trying to set me up to be the murderer.
So you secretly switched them. That's definitely the case.
Cinderella.
The fact that those slippers fit you perfectly
means you're the murderer.
You're right.
I...
did it.
I...
killed Hans.
Tell me, Little Red Riding Hood.
How did you know these slippers were buried with the pigeon?
People in this kingdom
only try to see what is beautiful.
Burying it with the pigeon
means nobody will ever go and dig up a dirty pigeon.
You...
understand the people of this kingdom better than anybody else.
It was the perfect hiding spot.
At least that's what I thought.
Yeah...
it was the perfect hiding spot.
Ow.
I knew it.
I'm an unlucky girl.
If I never met you...
Cinderella.
My prince.
I don't care if it's a lie.
Tell me one last time.
Please tell me one more time.
What is it?
That I'm...
very beautiful.
You're very...
disappointing.
Arrest her.
Yes, sir.
My prince.
Little Red Riding Hood, thank you.
Thanks to you, we were able to solve the case.
Oh, are you okay with this?
Huh?
There's one more problem to solve.
What other problem?
Your future wife, of course.
You chose Cinderella at the ball but she's been arrested now.
Forget about it.
Even if Cinderella wasn't arrested,
I wasn't planning on making her my wife.
Really? You seemed into her at the ball.
I had to dance with somebody because my father was there.
What a thoughtless man.
I feel bad about it.
But there is somebody
in my heart already.
Yes, about her...
I thought something was strange.
Why did Remi disappear a year ago?
Was it really the king's fault?
It can only be him.
I investigated Hans' house and found old, dried-up blood.
What are you trying to say?
Remi was attacked by Hans.
I knew it.
That hair belonged to Remi.
Hans attacked Remi and she tried her best to fend him off.
With a big scar on her face, she disappeared.
Why?
Just because of a big scar on her face,
doesn't mean she would disappear like that.
It's the way this kingdom is.
This kingdom places importance on beauty.
The wife of the prince in such a kingdom would certainly be judged by her looks.
With a large scar on her face,
she's no longer considered beautiful.
That's why she disappeared.
Isn't that right?
Who are you?
Remi...
Remi.
I've been looking for you all this time!
I...
am no longer worthy of those words.
I'm ugly and have a scar.
I'm not appropriate for you.
- That's not true! - It is!
There's a beautiful woman out there that's worthy of you.
Just forget...
about me.
Remi...
What are you saying?
Um... may I say something?
Remi, you were at the hill on the day of the ball.
Why were you watching the prince for two hours?
That's because...
You still love the prince now.
Am I right?
That's why you were watching over the prince even after you disappeared.
Unnoticed and ignored, you came into this form.
Remi.
You're still...
more beautiful than anyone else.
My prince...
THANK YOU
Little Red Riding Hood, thank you so much.
It's my pleasure.
My prince and Remi, I'm glad the king approves.
It's all thanks to you.
I was able to realize what was important to me.
Thank you.
Be happy.
Well, I'll be on my way now.
And like that,
Cinderella and Little Red Riding Hood's story came to an end.
Master Little Red Riding Hood!
However, this is only one story of many.
That's right. This story is about love and magic
where Little Red Riding Hood risks her life.
Ow! Ouch!
Another thorn?
I guess beautiful things have thorns in them.
Subtitle translation by: Ben Soonthornwacharin