Saturday.
"The whole park is damn empty... Hey, you sure this ain't a trap?"
Sophie, perhaps unable to handle the painful silence and anticipation, turned to me and asked.
"What? Of course it's a trap."
I responded by stating the obvious.
"...Huh? Are you crazy?"
"By walking into their trap like this, they will drop their guard and come at us without realising that by doing so they have only fallen into and triggered my own trap."
"Of course you are..."
Evidently too tired to bother arguing, she lamentably accepted my words and continued to wait with her hands warming her pockets.
I stood in the middle of a completely vacant Weinstell Park―ordinarily, a peace- and people-ridden place. Myself, Sophie, the twins, Tarou and Selina were all present.
Approaching the latter, who had her hands subconsciously clasped together with high tensions, I opened my mouth.
