Sometimes, the world was just that wondrous.
Yes, at that moment, Kallen had discovered him, the skeleton... standing with his hands on his hips, talking.
No evidence was needed, no clues, no attention to his microexpressions. There was not even any need to open his eyes... even if a pea lay beneath dozens of mattresses, he could still sense its presence.
It was that clear, that simple.
Even when facing those important figures, Kallen had never been this nervous, because that skeleton had truly glimpsed his deepest secret.
Looking at him, Kallen was just like Dis looking at him when he had first awakened. Even though he had tried hard to disguise himself, Dis had still seen through him at a glance:
You're a fake.
The young man who had just called for Old Weil to serve the food sensed Kallen's searing gaze. In the brief motion of turning to look, his expression changed several times, for example:
"Hey, sir, hello!"
"Aha, sir, you look just like a friend of mine!"
"Why are you looking at me? Is there a flower growing on my face?"
"Hey, what are you staring at? Looking for a beating?"
By the time the young man finally turned his head, he wore a wry smile.
He could hide himself with perfect composure in all sorts of highly appropriate ways, but the instant he met Kallen's eyes, he knew the other man had recognized him.
The young man did not find it strange, because he had recognized Kallen too.
Both had clearly disguised their identities, but... neither disguise had worked.
"My reverence for you has deepened. I truly never expected you to be waiting for me here."
At that moment, Kallen also began to feel that Neo sending Philomina here to keep watch had not simply