Alice did not dwell on the meaning of those words. There was no real need to; some answers were already obvious, and only the details remained to be explored.
My own affairs are still a complete mess. What does Adam have to do with me...? Alice irresponsibly muttered to herself, then stared at her reflection in the mirror and fell into deep thought.
"Treating me as part of his life..." Alice reached out to touch the mirror, aligning the tips of every finger with her reflection before slowly pressing her palm against it. "Why do I feel like He's the one throwing Himself at me?"
The Alice in the mirror looked just as confused as the one outside it. She did not suddenly reveal a mysterious smile like Song Shu had.
Alice felt inexplicably disappointed. She withdrew her hand, pulled out the five pages of "The Taste of an Iron-Blooded Knight Is Really Good" that she had set aside earlier, and headed out to Bravehearts Bar.
The moment she stepped outside, she drew the attention of quite a few passersby. Alice hesitated for several seconds before realizing it was because of her clothes.
"My school uniform has become some kind of bizarre outfit here..." Alice muttered as she searched for a carriage.
It was not as though she could not teleport there, but humans really should act like humans... Wait, why did that sound like students should act like students?
Alice shook her head and tossed that terrifying thought out of her mind before climbing into a carriage.
"Where's the Old Man?" Inside Bravehearts Bar, Alice ignored the stares directed at her "bizarre outfit" and walked straight to the counter.
The bartender was still the same familiar bartender. He looked Alice over from head to toe, his eyes full