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[System: No, no, no. I can explain this with two more pictures.]

[System: This was Griseo fifty thousand years ago.]

[System: This was Griseo fifty thousand years later, which is also now.]

[Mobius: Huh!? You mean Griseo!?]

[Cosmo: She does indeed look very much like her.]

Looking at the tiny Griseo beside them, then at the Griseo in the photo sent by the system, who seemed to still be sleeping in the sleep chamber aboard the Ark they had prepared for Griseo.

Although there were indeed major differences in some respects, they could be certain that this was their little Griseo...

``` [Elysia: Wow, I never expected little Griseo to have grown into such an outstanding young lady. ♪]

[Elysia (Current Civilization): Ah, yes. Especially since after growing up, she doesn't resemble her father at all. That really is wonderful. ♪]

[Sakura: Wait, something's wrong. Why do I feel like there are traces of someone else around little Griseo in that picture?](?ì_í?)

[Vill-V (True Self): Sakura, are you sure? Could you have seen it wrong?]?(???)

[Kevin: No, look carefully. There really is a faint, blurry footprint beside Griseo's sleep chamber.](?ì_í?)

[Kiana: Mm, I don't understand the exact situation, but it's only a footprint. Could it have been left by her when she woke up at some point?]?(???)

[Vill-V: Impossible. The starship little Griseo was riding in had automatic cleaning robots arranged by me. Whenever little Griseo requested it, or after she entered the sleep chamber, they would activate automatic cleaning mode. Forget footprints—even a speck of dust couldn't settle there.]m9(｀д′)!!!!

[Mei: Then could something have gone wrong with your cleaning robots? For example, insufficient energy or damaged components, making them unable to clean automatically?]?(???)

[Vill-V: Impossible, absolutely impossible! As the greatest magician of the Previous Civilization, my inventions