In the silent room, time ticked by, second by second.
Listening to the ticking of the clock, most of them grew increasingly restless.
Except for Yusaku Kudo and Aizen.
Yet at that moment, someone came downstairs...
It was none other than Julia, who had only one playing card left in her hand.
When the little girl appeared before everyone, Alice and the ponytailed man's eyes suddenly lit up, and they began making their own calculations.
Even the blond fat man glanced at her before lowering his head, seemingly lost in thought.
"Mr. Richard, Mr. Ronte, I have a suggestion."
Alice stepped between the two men, glanced at Julia, whose expression had turned unpleasant, and said, "Do you want to end this battle?"
Ronte and Richard exchanged a glance, both looking at Alice warily.
"What are you getting at?" Richard, the fat man, asked.
"It's simple. Among the seven of us, one person now has only a single card left. There are thirty-four cards remaining, but only fifteen suits. And among those fifteen suits, there are several we no longer need to consider. If we take turns attacking that person..."
The ponytailed man glanced at Alice. "What... do you mean? The three of us only have seventeen cards combined, right? Excluding the one card each of us needs to keep as a safeguard, we only have fourteen cards available for guessing. What makes you think we can definitely guess the card in his hand within those fourteen?"
"And..." At this point, he glanced at the blond fat man beside him. "If I remember correctly, Julia is supposed to be this guy's sister, right? What kind of brother would join others in driving his own sister to her death?"
"That's right!" The blond fat man immediately spoke up, as if trying to