...What's happening?
The Machine was still somewhat bewildered.
That moment just now had left his brain completely blank.
His brain had suddenly ground to a halt—just like a sudden blackout and shutdown—halted some of his thought processes. The Machine stared blankly at the plush bear.
——And at the toy knife in the plush bear's hands.
"Do you have an answer?"
As the expression of the plush bear transformed into a -v-, she issued her bell-like voice again, "If you give me the victim's name, I'll tell you the secret of how to be saved."
"The victim's name..."
The Machine murmured to himself.
His gaze gradually focused on the toy knife in the plush bear's hands.
He looked up at the plush bear.
He asked softly, "Is it you..."
"Alice?"
"It's me! Correct! You got it right!"
The little bear giggled, raising her hands in cheer.
"Now for the way to be saved!"
"What is it?"
"It's the liver~"
