They said the dining table was the easiest place to bring people closer together, but Dark felt nothing of the sort right now.
He had reserved a private room at the Waltz Music Restaurant in advance, so he went straight there upon arriving.
The room contained a grand, oversized round table.
Dark took the seat of honor. Victoria immediately stuck herself to his right, while Aurora sat rather reservedly beside Victoria, with Phoenix next to her.
On Dark's left sat Eve, followed by Nana and Josie.
As for the newcomers, they were all seated opposite Dark!
Leaving aside Lacey, who clearly did not look like someone who fit in with others, Dark had never expected Grace to isolate herself as well, sitting alone across from him.
Lacey was exactly as she appeared—quiet and reticent.
Grace was charming and gentle, and should have been eloquent. Yet she also spoke very little, answering only when Dark asked her something.
But Dark was not hosting a quiz competition. He could hardly keep questioning her forever.
In short, there was clearly something wrong with both of them!
Now that he thought about it, Nana and Josie, who had been sent over in the first batch, had been far too easy to get along with. They seemed more like they had been specifically sent to cooperate with the experiment.
Lacey and Grace, who had arrived in the second batch, had clearly been driven here to receive its results—or, just as Grace had said, to receive treatment!
Lacey was a "mission maniac," and even more so, a "mission expert." But ever since she had received the "Underworld Flame," things had repeatedly gone poorly for her. Neither her urge to challenge nor her urge to reproduce left her knowing what to do.
Grace, meanwhile, possessed a special