As I'd said before, in the dark, a person's other senses, including their hearing, became sharper.
But sometimes, if that heightened sensitivity went too long without even the slightest visual feedback, it could instead breed disorientation.
By Fu Qian's judgment, the other two promising young people were already in that state.
After suffering through the utter darkness, they probably could no longer tell that Ess and he weren't quite where they should be.
The proof was that although their leader had clearly lost her composure, the two young people's breathing had grown a little steadier in response.
It seemed his chuunibyou act had put them under quite a bit of psychological pressure, too.
Faced with this subtle change, Fu Qian naturally reflected on his own behavior.
Given the situation, it was impossible for the three newcomers not to keep an eye on one another.
And although they hadn't said so, his excessively calm behavior had clearly made them uncomfortable from the start.
Fortunately, under pressure that was increasing at an almost exponential rate, "this act" had finally become impossible to maintain.
That change from a fellow traveler was like a shot of adrenaline, giving them a small boost.
As a pragmatist, Fu Qian had never minded sacrificing a little credit to provide this kind of help.
The trouble was that even with that help, it was still a drop in the ocean.
With confusion and disorientation increasing exponentially, the three of them still couldn't hold out for long.
Even Lady Ess showed no sign of faring any better than the others.
Amid the uneven, labored breathing, Fu Qian could almost feel the negative emotions tangling and stirring in the darkness, ready to erupt at any moment.
At the same time, Fu Qian was quite sure that the gold coin