"I was watching what you were watching," Alice replied matter-of-factly.
Cattleya didn't know what to say, and the scene fell silent again. Several times, she wanted to start a conversation, but whenever she turned and saw Alice's focused expression, she gave up.
It wouldn't be good if she distracted her...
Remembering Frank Lee, Cattleya decided that letting Alice stand there spacing out for a while wasn't a bad idea either.
Alice wasn't a patient person. After staring intently at the unchanging sea surface for several minutes, she began to feel bored. At that moment, she suddenly remembered the "Key of Light" that had given her a birthday present.
Alice guessed that she and It were probably very much alike. Perhaps It had influenced her to become like that—obviously. Or perhaps her own personality had always been similar to Its—Huanhuan in her memories seemed to have been only single-digit in age.
But regardless, if she really was similar to It, then the Key of Light probably didn't really like boredom either.
What did It like?
Alice didn't know, but she was certain that she liked change—change that couldn't be predicted.
If it were prey, she would prefer the kind she couldn't catch, the kind that seemed impossible to escape but suddenly broke free...
Perhaps the Key of Light hopes even more than I do that It will lose Its own game...
Perhaps It doesn't even know It has such thoughts, because It's confident It won't lose, just like I was before...
—Alice had to admit that although that birthday present had infuriated her beyond measure, it had indeed stirred up some of her rare fighting spirit.
Well, it had stirred it up.
Yet the absurd thought that had just arisen didn't vanish with Alice's wild imaginings. It took root in her