Felix listened and kept nodding. True. Whether to save Ash was one thing; what kind of relationship they built with him afterward was another. Even digging out that scumbag Ash and flogging his corpse would be fine, but first they had to find him—
Yet Siffrin's flawless suggestion received no response at all. Vishy leisurely stretched, Vesir folded her arms in thought, Diya kept her head lowered, and Sonia pressed her lips together, her face full of conflict.
"You..." Freya looked around at them, her heart sinking as if into an ice cave, as though she were seeing them all over again. "You're not even willing to save him?"
"How should I put it?" Vishy hesitated. "Correcting the World Line, for us—"
"We're afraid of recovering our memories."
Sonia said calmly, "Siffrin, you said that after we save him, if we don't like it, we can deny our past relationship as lovers. But you only think that because you don't understand us."
Siffrin froze.
"I, for one, would never allow my lover to be halfhearted. Witch and Silver Lamp are a little more lenient, but if there were a choice, who would willingly share her lover? As for Vishy, that goes without saying. For the past few thousand years, she was a lone wolf who severed affection and abandoned her heart. Someone like her could never possibly fall in love with anyone." Sonia glanced at Vishy and continued, "It's also possible that Ash mistook Vishy's false affection for sincerity, but as I see it, Vishy probably really did fall for him."
As if she hadn't heard Sonia, Vishy went to the fridge, took out a beer, opened it, and gulped it down. Felix was a little puzzled. "Sonia, you just said Vishy couldn't fall in love with anyone, so why