After Emlyn had emphasized countless times that "he was a pure-blooded Sanguine" and "we Sanguine never do that," Alice finally let him off the hook.
After that, Derrick the Sun raised another question. "Honorable Mr. Fool, what gesture should we use when we usually thank you?"
A gesture? Klein froze for a moment.
As a False God, he had never considered... Alice, what hand are you raising?!
The Gray Fog concealed Klein's expression and blocked his furious gaze as well. Alice received none of it and continued holding up her hand.
Klein fell silent for a moment before finally asking in an even tone, "What do you have in mind?"
Alice stood up and gave him the middle finger.
This friendly gesture, one that transcended ethnicity, nationality, and even worlds, successfully made Klein fall into deep thought.
Even though they knew that whatever answer had made Miss Fate so excited could not possibly be normal, Audrey, Alger, and Fors lowered their heads as if they had seen nothing.
The only ones still looking up were Derrick, who hesitated to speak, and Emlyn, whose face was filled with shock.
Emlyn even unconsciously made a guess. So, could Miss Fate be from the Hunter pathway? She didn't look like it...
"...Sit down." Klein endured and endured before managing to keep his tone unchanged.
"No, I'm serious," Alice argued with conviction. "Look, as long as we give each other the middle finger whenever we meet, no one will know that we're actually members of a secret organization. It'll be our secret code. Everyone will just think we have a grudge against each other."
Klein fell into deep thought.
In fact, Klein was not the only one who fell into deep thought, because... why did it actually sound rather reasonable?!
Derrick, who had been