"Ivan!"
When Edmund and Gretan were arrested and Luo Zhen came down from Daedalus's deck with the dazed girl, a tearful voice immediately reached his ears.
Yaya was hugging Io and rushing over from the distance amid the commotion of the army and police. She leaped into the air, vaulted over the heads of numerous soldiers and police officers, and landed in the square in front of the station.
Io immediately jumped out of Yaya's arms and rushed toward Ivan, hugging her tightly.
"I'm sorry... I'm sorry... Ivan..."
Io kept apologizing, as if crying tears of joy and yet also grieving, while holding Ivan tightly without loosening her arms for even a moment.
Ivan continued to stand there with a dazed expression, completely motionless and without the slightest reaction.
But Luo Zhen wondered if it was merely his imagination.
"I feel like her face has relaxed quite a bit..."
Luo Zhen said this without any real basis, then smiled faintly.
Perhaps Ivan's emotions had not been erased completely. That was possible, too.
However, whether that was a good thing or a bad thing was even less certain.
If Ivan's emotions had not been erased completely, allowing her to clearly remember this incident and know that she had been the source of so many disasters, it was still unknown whether this puppet girl, who looked exactly like Io, could accept that fact.
But seeing the expression of joy and tears on Io's face, Luo Zhen knew...
"She should be all right, right?"
Gazing at Ivan's dazed yet considerably more relaxed expression, Luo Zhen smiled again.
Just then...
"...May I ask why you're staring at another girl's face and grinning like an idiot, Luo Zhen?"
A voice that sounded as though it had come from the depths of hell rang out behind