"What is the matter?" Venera asked again, feeling more confused than ever before.
"It seems that he..." The man in black had just started to speak, but his words immediately trailed off, as if there was something he wanted to say but could not say at the same time. How curious.
Something he wanted to say but could not say...
Lucaria's inky black eyes still stayed at the place where the little girl's shoulder and heart were connected—the place where the man in red had previously touched the little girl and called her to check the number of flower petals left on the man in black's skin.
This time, Venera reacted very quickly. Something seemed to have clicked in her mind, and the imaginary light bulb in her head turned on. She knew what the man in front of her wanted to say.
