"?" Klein felt that he had still overestimated Alice. "You... forget it. This really is quite a serious question for you."
Alice blinked her eyes blankly and glanced at Klein in confusion. "What are you talking about?"
"No, nothing." Klein swiftly denied his earlier guess.
Alice gave him a puzzled look, then suddenly asked, "In that case, can you turn back into how you originally looked?"
"I haven't tried..." Klein froze for a moment, then remembered this as well.
Unlike before, after his spirituality stabilized, although the Faceless potion showed no signs of digestion, he had a faint sense of compatibility...
Wait.
Klein suddenly remembered a question he had overlooked. Looking at Alice, he frowned and asked, "Has your Calamity Priest been fully digested?"
"..." The topic she had deliberately avoided all along had been brought up. Alice lowered her gaze and asked, "What do you think a Calamity Priest is?"
"Probably..." Klein organized his thoughts. "Bringing calamity? Hmm, perhaps preaching is also necessary..."
Lowering her head, Alice said softly, "I seem to have done that sort of thing countless times already."
Klein looked at Alice, hesitated to speak.
But Alice recovered from her emotions much faster than Klein had expected—or rather, far too quickly.
Before Klein had decided how to react, Alice had already spoken thoughtfully:
"If Leonard were a Faceless, he could fulfill his wish..."
"?" Although Klein knew Alice was most likely talking nonsense, and although the name of an old friend stirred a brief sadness in him, he still could not suppress his curiosity. "What wish?"
"To wear a dress," Alice answered sincerely.
Klein instinctively imagined Leonard in a dress. Then, in terror, he shuddered, shook his head, and looked at Alice as he asked:
"Is his desire to wear a dress the same sort of