The white-haired girl; her visage of somewhat wry cheerfulness… showing a gleeful and unassuming smile illumed by the kindling flame of a dim campfire… showing such a smile, a telltale smile telling an unknown intention written over her face as pale as her hair. Expressing a claim that utterly dumbfounded those who never expected it coming out from the likes of her,
"Well, I don't know. How am I supposed to know that? I never said if that crack was caused by the stone golem, did I?"
Was in a teasing manner, somewhat, when she uttered the said assertion,
