In an instant, I unknowingly clenched my fists, then forced my arms to relax.
âWell, itâs true that Iâm from another dimension.â
The words that came out of my mouth felt awkward all over again. Just like when I first revealed my secret to others.
Lately, there have been a lot of moments of talking about this fact, so I thought it was okay, yet it seems that the years of hiding the past didnât remain as lies.
As I lowered my eyes to the floor, a more calm voice came out than I expected.
âHow does he know that? Itâs not like I was bragging about being a dimension shifter.â
Only a handful of people know my secret right now.
Masha, the three members of the delegation, and Dante.
Besides, if it wasnât for Dante, the four people except for Dante wouldnât have been informed. It was a secret that had been closely guarded for a long time.
There isnât even someone among them who can talk about other peopleâs circumstances, so how can he find out about that? The fact that I had shifted through dimensions only evoked a sense of wonder, but didnât give me any characteristics or extraordinary features that set me apart from other people.
However, as if denying my thoughts, Kade answered firmly.
âDonât you have a body that recovers from any injury in an instant?â
ââŠâ
âIf thatâs a common feature of people from other dimensions, then thereâs nothing he wonât notice.â
Although itâs the tone of asking for confirmation, the voice seems to already be sure of the answer.
âCan you be confident that you have thoroughly hidden the moment when your wound heals abnormally without anyone seeing it?â
ââŠNo.â
I didnât have the strength to listen to those words of reply. After my body was shattered by the bomb, my recovery speed, which was unusual, accelerated exponentially, but since then, I have never tried to hide my physical condition.
Even if I said wounds, they were all minor scratches, and it was something I couldnât control in the first place. Didnât Lily feel strange because my wounds unexpectedly healed early on the first day I met the delegation?
I looked down for a moment at my arm, which didnât even show a scar, then let out a small sigh.
âSo you mean, itâs quite possible that he witnessed my unusual constitution.â
Like the form that appeared in front of me and Dante, if I had watched it in the form of a crow, I wouldnât have been able to recognize its gaze. Itâs not that I didnât make an effort to hide it, it just means that I might have been caught out. But even so, I kept sighing as I tried to get rid of myself for my carelessness.
If I thought my body was weird, I should have tried to hide it.
âYes. But even when I think about it, there are still puzzles.â
At the same time, Kade, who seemed to be looking at my arm for a moment, met my gaze again.
âWhat does the fact that youâre a dimension shifter have to do with why heâs trying to meet you, and what heâs trying to find out by talking to you?â
Without giving me a chance to think deeply about it, the question immediately followed.
âHave you heard anything else from the Master of the Magic Tower?â
âFrom Dante? What, about the degenerates?â
At that moment, Kade subtly frowned, so I wondered if something serious had come to mind.
ââŠI really canât get used to you calling the mage lord by name. Yes, about him.â
It was for a far more stupid reason than I thought. I donât know whatâs the big deal about me calling my husband by his first name.
Putting aside the thought of why heâs so awkward about something like this, I shrugged once.
âDanteâs a person who is endlessly indifferent to things that donât interest him.â
âWhat does that mean?â
âIt means that there is no way for him to know in detail the characteristics of a person who has never had a special contact point.â
It was surprising that Dante remembered the information I had heard from him earlier. In his own words, he said it was because he was born with a good brain.
Of course, Danteâs secretary sent documents with detailed personal information about him, but he was still an unknown person, and there was no way to find information such as âactually he has this planâ.
âItâs just that heâs so good at some kind of magic that itâs been difficult to dispose of him until nowâŠâ
Come to think of it, what kind of magic was that? I hesitated for a moment, and Kade looked at me curiously as I stopped talking.
However, there was no time to ask for a moment to wait for that questionable face. I must have heard it, but I canât remember. As if I really picked up what Dante said in passing.
Did I catch a glimpse of Lisa and Dante talking when I passed by?
âŠThen that means he has never talked to me directly after all?
As I followed the question that bit my tail, a thought naturally came to my mind. I wondered if Dante didnât know that I and Kade noticed.
Finally, I sighed and told Kade.
âPlease rest in your room for a while. Iâm going to go somewhere.â
âSuddenly, where are you referring to?â
Despite noticing Kadeâs bewilderment at the near-announcement, I said briefly as I walked toward the door.
âIâm going to scold Dante.â
I really donât know when heâs going to fix his habit of trying to hide it when heâs anxious.
***
M6.
Masha didnât know exactly where she was.
She was exchanging stories with her friend, and she was suddenly dragged out of her house, so it would be natural, but for a slightly more fundamental reason, it was impossible to figure out where this place was now.
It would be nice to see something outside through the window. No, at least she wished she could keep a close eye on the room she was locked in.
She couldnât see anything, neither outside nor inside. As if they had really made up their mind and emptied the space.
She could only judge that the walls and the floor, and the sky and the ground are pure white.
How is this possible? Anyone can do up to completely discarding furniture in a room, but it is difficult to make the outside completely empty. Besides, she really couldnât say anything other than ânothingâ. Not a blade of grass, not even a handful of pebbles could be seen.
Sensing the feeling that her sense of reality was being blurred, Masha deliberately exhaled heavily. As the air rushed through her mouth and nose, she was barely aware that she wasnât dreaming.
Promising that she would never lose her mind again, Masha straightened her head and looked at the man standing in front of her.
Standing tall and wearing a black robe in an all-white space, he had a strong presence that couldnât be ignored.
âHow long are you going to keep me here?â
A voice leaked out sharply without even realizing it. As soon as she uttered her words, she reflexively flinched in fear and shut her mouth, yet her opponent didnât seem to care.
He wasnât even looking at Masha in the first place.
She heard a scratching laugh that made her face frown just by listening to it.
âWhy, is there anything uncomfortable? You wonât feel hunger or pain. Ah, you might be sleepy.â
If youâre awake for no reason, Iâll just talk a lot, but then itâll just be noisy. At the words, whether mumbling or sarcastic, Masha bit her lip.
She wanted to rebel, screaming at him like the first time she had been kidnapped, but she couldnât because she noticed that those red eyes looking at her were coldly shining.
Masha, again, suppressed her anger as much as possible, and after a long wheezing, she opened her mouth again.
ââŠLet me know if itâs been a few days.â
âDidnât I tell you the date?â
Is that even a question? Masha jerked her head up, then met his terrifying eyes once again and she lowered her head hastily.
In the first place, the man didnât even tell her the date, and he didnât even come to see Masha often. He just keeps her locked up here endlessly, and occasionally comes to check on Mashaâs condition.
Moreover, even in the gaze to check her condition, he didnât feel like a human element at all, so it was frightening.
Yet today, for some reason, he has been staying in this room for quite some time since he came to see Masha. And she never had time to ask the man about anything. For Masha, she couldnât miss this opportunity.
No, it was more of a no-miss. Because on the day Masha was kidnapped, the story of her friend came out of the manâs mouth.
[If the Missâ friend chooses the Miss, nothing will happen.]
His tone was generous, as if it were reassuring her, yet Masha was rather anxious to hear it, driving her crazy.
However, before Masha could ask further about his purpose in kidnapping her, a sluggish tone, as if he were really estimating the date, stopped her from speaking.
âIâll let you know since youâre curious. Letâs see, since the Miss came to this place⊠It must have been about six days.â
âSix days⊠you said?â
âYeah.â
Does time go by so quickly? Light tone and laughter like a joke. In front of Masha, who couldnât bear to answer, the man laughed happily.
âOriginally, itâs true that I should give it an extra day, but it wonât work. I guess waiting is really hard.â
For a while, the man stretched out his hand in the air and drew something.
âNowâŠâ
Perhaps he has a bad taste in making people impatient, his playful voice continued unsuitably for the situation. Masha struggled to glare at the person in front of her eyes, yet her efforts were soon wasted by his words.
âShould I ask what she intends to do with her friendâs life?â
Watching Mashaâs eyes widen, the black crow-like man laughed.
With a communication tool glimmering faintly in hand.