The Next Stellar Furnace-Don't Be Afraid...

"Oh, that? That's how Banshees ride the subway. You see, they're simply too tall. If they want to get into the carriage, this is the only way..."

Banshees were generally over three meters tall, and subway carriages were constrained by space, making it basically impossible to build them that high.

Theus's original design had been to let them lie down, but that would have taken up far too much space—and it was honestly rather... bizarre.

Everyone else stood while the Banshees lay down. It felt like accidentally stepping into someone else's sleeper berth...

The Banshees could coil up their snake tails, but that was far too uncomfortable. They would rather stick their heads out of the windows, resulting in the bizarre sight visible from outside...

After entering the carriage, the three found empty seats and sat down, right beside a Banshee. The Banshee was enormous; she alone occupied an entire row meant for three people.

Beatrice looked her over, seemingly wanting to say something but holding herself back.

"What is it?"

"Does she need to buy three tickets?"

"No." The Banshee beside her spoke gloomily. "Because I have a standing ticket."

Beatrice turned to look and found that the Banshee really was standing on the carriage floor. She had folded and moved the seats aside to make room to stand.

Come to think of it, Banshees had snake tails for their lower bodies. They could not sit anyway, so they could only stand.

The scene was so bizarre that it took Beatrice a long while to recover.

Then she suddenly noticed something: somehow, without realizing it, she had accepted the existence of these nonhuman races.

Beatrice had seen Banshees and heard that there were quite a few of them. She had actually been rather shocked when she first met Monica,