"But Fate-Born Phantom-Made Species are different from ordinary Imagenae."
"They're born from chance events."
"That's unlike Lineage Phantom-Made Species, which depend on artists painting their descendants into existence to reproduce."
"All right, enough explaining." Yan Huan raised a hand to cut the officer off.
"When are you going to arrest her?"
"Arrest her?" The officer blinked his round eyes.
"Where?"
"Do you mean arrest Miss Sparkle at Artworld Academy?"
"Yeah." Yan Huan gestured.
"Wasn't that what you just agreed to do?"
"That was then."
The officer gave him an awkward smile. His change of attitude was faster than turning a page.
"While we were talking, I received a notice from the Anomaly Defense Department."
"Miss Sparkle is an Envoy of Phantasmoon Games."
"You may be an honored guest of the Star Rail Express, but you don't understand this world's laws and customs."
"During Phantasmoon Games, Envoys' actions have always been free from interference. That privilege is written into the rules."
"In other words, as long as she hasn't caused any actual harm, we officers can't do a thing."
"What do you mean, she hasn't?!"
Yan Huan's eyes widened.
"She controlled ordinary people's minds and made them act like zombies."
"She even made them attack people. Someone could get hurt in a fight!"
"Then who did they attack?" the officer asked.
"Me!"
Yan Huan pointed at himself.
"Don't I count as a person?"
"You?"
The officer looked him up and down, then said thoughtfully,
"Mr. Yan Huan, you look completely unharmed. Not even a hair is out of place."
"Besides, the report I just received tells a very different story."
"Why don't you look up at the big screen in the square?"
"?"
Yan Huan turned and looked at the screen hanging high above the square.
Sparkle's face filled it, complete