"You can believe in Kanon or not, that's none of my business. But whether I believe in them or not will always be up to me. Sorry, but unless I see it with my own eyes, I can't believe in something as fake-sounding as Beatrice."
Lin Yan firmly threw out those words, and Maria started cackling again.
"There's nothing wrong with that. Sooner or later, even someone whose wavelength is completely incompatible like yours will see Beatrice, because she's about to revive. Beatrice is about to revive. We promised that once she revives, she'll spend lots of time talking and playing with me. There's no need to doubt it, and no need to force yourself to believe. She'll appear. Very soon."
Hallway.
After dinner, some people wanted to use the bathroom, while others wanted a smoke. Just as I had come to the kitchen for water, quite a few people had left the parlor to find something to do.
Aunt Natsuhi Ushiromiya had originally demanded that everyone squeeze into the parlor, but in the end, she reluctantly withdrew the order. She only required everyone not to act alone and not to stray too far from the parlor.
After all, there were eleven people crammed into the same space since early morning. Even the air would grow stuffy. Besides, after some time had passed, everyone would gradually recover from the shock of the morning, and their sense of crisis would fade. Yet six people had been murdered outside this mansion. That was the one undeniable fact, so no one had truly let their guard down completely.
So at most, everyone would sneak out for a little fresh air in the hallway, then become frightened of being alone and ultimately return to the parlor anyway. It was like the story of the