"The Nameless had gotten mixed up with the Family too... Fate was cruel." Gallagher seemed somewhat disappointed.
"The Family... what's wrong with them?" March 7th asked, puzzled.
"Nothing. Don't mind it." Gallagher replied calmly.
"On Penacony, everyone likes the Family."
"No matter how much someone resists sweet dreams, when the time comes, they'll become reluctant to leave."
"Who would be willing to leave a warm nest? Only fools, children... and drunken idiots with muddled heads."
"Oh?" Himeko caught a hint of something unusual and asked,
"...Mr. Gallagher, did you mean something by that?"
"Heh heh, you misunderstood. I didn't."
"You want to talk about the case?"
"Fine, follow me. This isn't a suitable place to talk. Let's move our nest too."
Elsewhere.
Downtown Golden Moment.
Welt and Acheron stood side by side in the underground shopping district, gazing at the neon lights before them as pedestrians drifted through the dazzling colors.
"Even after such a horrifying tragedy, this sweet dream is still operating in perfect order," Welt remarked.
"Other than the Family of [Harmony], it's hard to imagine any force in the universe capable of maintaining such an enormous structure."
Acheron added,
"The Family itself is also a vast, perfect structure, like... a living divine statue."
"Every member of the Family sees themselves as a piece of that divine body's puzzle. Centered around a single core and a shared ideal, they faithfully perform their respective duties under Its command, devoting themselves while nourishing the collective in return."
Welt's expression remained calm.
"An interesting metaphor. Perhaps that is the foundation allowing Penacony's [Sweet Dream] to endure."
Acheron spoke again.
"But the human body has its limits, and so does any physical form."
Welt looked at Acheron.
"That doesn't sound like something a [Galaxy Ranger] would say."
Acheron continued,
"I'm merely