Hearing Aiwass's words, "Lulu's" body visibly relaxed a great deal.
"...Mr. Fox!"
She softly called out Aiwass's codename, but the moment she spoke, she hesitated again, "Are you really... Mr. Fox?"
For some reason, she sensed a faint sense of danger emanating from him.
It was as if she was about to be deceived or poisoned... yet she detected no malice or intent to kill.
"I've just used Illumination Art. I think that's proof enough of my identity."
"Ah, you're right..."
After calming down, Lulu quickly realized how foolish her question had been—it made her feel ashamed and regretful.
She was ashamed because she felt too nervous and likely couldn't be of much help, possibly even hindering her companions; she felt regret because such a simple deduction should have easily occurred to her normally, but now her mind felt blank.
"—Shh."
Suddenly, Aiwass placed a finger to the lips of "his wife."
