[ Good for putting things away? She feels that qualifies her as polite after recent experiences, even if this is just a passing level. Well, more before having a hint that laundry misappropriation isn't going to mess them all over, at which point ignoring it seems fine by her. ]

Hm?

[ She doesn't catch on to what Kashuu's saying right away. In fact, the portrait picks up on it sooner than she does, except that the portrait loves this kind of story. Within it, the middle age man with the handlebar mustache leans forward, displacing the cards on the table before him as he nods enthusiastically along.

"Of course! Of course! The person they framed was you. And to make sure their duplicity wasn't discovered, the true killer hid in plain sight..." The man in the portrait pointed at Chihiro (SO RUDE, ALL THIS POINT) with a grin. "Her!"

Chihiro's mouth falls open. What in the...? ]

Huh? No! We're both looking for...

[ Uh, she glances back to Kashuu for guidance. She finishes her statement off with: ]

... for the person who killed the butler. Who isn't us. And... framed us both.

[ Is she getting this right she's not good at this making up stories and it's kind of very obvious. ]