"...Did you not want to see those pictures?" Alice blinked her eyes.
After a brief silence, Amon's figure vanished again.
After calling out several times without receiving a response, Alice continued toward the church in disappointment.
But it had to be said, ignoring her was indeed a good idea. Over the following days, having lost interest, Alice began living an ordinary daily life.
—If one excluded the Amon attached to her.
The turning point came from Will Auceptin.
After Doctor Aaron brought news that he had found a paper crane from Will Auceptin and had nightmares, Klein wanted to tell Alice about it.
He arrived Above the Gray Fog, extended his right hand, and spread his spirituality toward the Crimson Star representing Alice.
Within the vague, hazy image, another figure stood beside Alice.
He wore a black classical robe and a pointed soft hat of the same color, with a monocle over his right eye.
Amon!
Klein immediately became alert. Looking at Alice, who seemed entirely unaware of this, he recalled what she had said a few days ago and could not determine whether she truly knew.
Should he warn her? How could he warn her without Amon noticing? Would that disrupt her plans? Uh, did she really have a plan? And...
Klein's train of thought came to a halt.
In the blurry image, Amon suddenly raised his head with a chuckle and met Klein's gaze through the Gray Fog.
Alice, who had seemed completely unaware, looked toward Amon in confusion.
Klein instantly severed the connection.
After calming himself for a moment, Klein began considering what he could do to help Alice.
Then he realized there seemed to be nothing he could do for her.
In that instant, Klein's desire to advance became stronger than ever before.
Meanwhile, Amon, who