Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

Alto-chan! Shall we stop fighting and talk?

Lucia's call changes the Altair. We stopped generating microblack holes.

In response to the change, Waltz snapped his chest down a little. The fact that the generation of microblack holes has stopped for the time being is tantamount to stretching the time limit. The extension of the time limit of being surrounded by micro black holes means that there is more time to consider countermeasures. Waltz inwardly apologized to Lucia, who was trying to have a conversation with Altair, and thought of a countermeasure in the high-speed thinking space.

Meanwhile, Lucia was waiting for a response from Altair and wondering what to listen to. As it stood, Lucia had a lot of uncertainties, and she hadn't been given a clear idea of what to ask. Should I hear about clones, my parents, my hometown, or why I was created, even if I was a clone?

As Lucia struggles in her head, Altair responds.

Hananashi?

Wild birds?

Like before?

"I want you to tell me something I don't understand." Altocan is the only one who knows the truth anymore, and it doesn't make sense for us to fight like this... can we talk about it? "

After a lot of troubles, Lucia called for a verbal solution. Sometimes she couldn't forgive Altair, but she couldn't stop the fight, just talk, and then settle again... It seems that he has decided to take the option of settling the matter through discussion.

Altair, on the other hand, leans her head black. I didn't know what Lucia was saying.

In fact, she reacted exactly as she had reacted.

I'm not trying.

"Hitsuyu Nai"

Because--

And Altair made a statement that shocked Lucia.

Because it's unusual for me to be here.

"Kawarino Carada Er Naranaikara"

It's impossible to pretend like you don't have to.

"S-spare... defective..."

No matter what response she received, Lucia's voice trembled as she thought about responding with a strong heart.

As for Lucia, she was prepared to make statements from Altair with the intention of lying, deception, or entanglement. However, none of the words that flew were rejected. It's also a sharp, brutal blade of words. Altair's words seemed to have had a shock beyond Lucia's imagination, and Lucia fell as if she were cramming into it.

That was the end of the conversation between the two of them. Lucia stopped talking, and Altair began to produce microblack holes.

Even though she noticed that Altair was moving again, she didn't seem to have the strength to call Lucia into conversation again. Her focus was uncertain, and the beast's ears above her remained powerlessly lowered. It was obvious to everyone that the mind was greatly disturbed.

Lucia may have asked for help at this time. If a gentle word from my sister flies, I wonder if it will heal the wounded heart a little.

In fact, the waltz opens his mouth immediately after this. However, it is not certain that the words have become a comfort to Lucia, because--

Thank you, Lucia. You've bought me some time. Are you ready?

--Waltz's words were not about Lucia, but about Altair from the beginning.