After a stretch of dead silence, Chianti remembered that Curacao had already been blocked and that Uzo could no longer use her to see what was happening in the Passerby Mutual Aid Association. Bored, she spoke up again, becoming the first to break the silence.
Chianti: [Come to think of it, why was Curacao at Tokyo Tower? Didn't she see the latest intelligence in the Passerby Mutual Aid Association?]
Vodka froze.
Right—why was Curacao at Tokyo Tower?
It definitely couldn't be because she'd missed the intelligence. Curacao might not talk much, but her attention to that little schemer was absolutely greater than that of most people present. How could she not know how dangerous Tokyo had been these past two days?
"Yet she still got trapped in that elevator. And judging from the surveillance replay, she actually arrived even earlier than Uzo."
Vodka rubbed his chin, sensing that there was something profound behind this. Then, combining what he knew of them both, inspiration struck him. "Could it be that this woman tried to work out a place Uzo would definitely never go, only to guess wrong with pinpoint accuracy and pick a place Uzo was certain to go?"
...If that was true, then her luck with bets was truly terrifying.
"If you lose a bet in the Passerby Mutual Aid Association, at worst you lose one Uzo Coin. But if you lose a bet in real life..." Vodka looked at the surveillance feed with lingering fear. "This is what happens."
"Still, for me, this is some pretty useful new intelligence."
Vodka silently began adding a new rule to his notes: "Everything Curacao guesses about Uzo must be interpreted in reverse. Any place Curacao thinks is safe must never be visited... absolutely never!"
Inside Tokyo Tower.
"What do you mean,