I stared blankly at the saucer.
It rotated slowly so that I could examine its front and back with ease.
As I looked at the design on its underside, I opened my Status Window.
I checked the first entry.
The number of hearts had not changed.
I had unquestionably been declared dead.
Yet I had neither revived at the hotel nor lost a life.
“Mr. Dominic….”
I spoke in order to confirm the true nature of the fear I felt.
“Did you… bring me back to life?”
“Yes. I revived you, Mr. Gunbam.”
The blood on Dominic’s hand slowly disappeared.
He pulled the glove back over his now-spotless hand.
Then he asked courteously,
“Was that unwelcome?”
“…….”
I shall be more careful in the future. Ah, I was aware that you could return to life, Mr. Gunbam. But I thought I had found something useful and wanted to show it to you quickly, so I acted without thinking. It would have taken you quite some time to travel back here from the hotel, would it not?
His pleasant, deep voice scattered beside my ear.
While he continued speaking gently, I could not answer at all.
The entity before me had transcended the laws of the Trial.
Then how was I supposed to define him?
This entity who defied even the System.
I felt as though I were tumbling into a…