"... vixen sister. I need to ask you something..."

Catalina, stopped by her little self, stopped that leg she was trying to chase after about Waltz. Before this time of discussion about going back to the future, questions that would be directed at me from my little self were roughly predictable. That is —— that you will be asked the question of what will happen to you.

I was Catalina, who was worried about how she answered such a question, but the question that actually flew from me seemed totally unexpected.

"Just now child... I'm talking about Alto..."

Before Catalina came back on the energy. Even more retroactively than the Waltz made their way back to this base, Altair came to this base with no food on his face. To her like that, the little Catalina seemed to be dealing with and had some kind of interaction.

Although Catalina didn't know about it, she could only guess that there was some contact between her little self and Altair. As a result, she looked worried and asked her little self.

"Maybe... something was done?

"What? Yeah. I was just talking about how cute Pea is."

"Piggy!"

"Really..."

and Catalina relieves herself when she sees the words returned from her little self and the pixie ringing as if to affirm it.

But the words that were flying from my little self seemed not to be over.

"Oh, and, Vixen, did they even ask you about your sisters?

"But they don't ask me that weird... do we all get along, or what we do to play, or don't you feel lonely... That feeling, maybe... Alto missed your friend?

…………

The impression of Altair the little self speaks of. That seems to have been an unexpected thing for the big Catalina, and she just opened her eyes a little.

Later, Catalina laid her eyes down sadly. I know that not all of that responsibility for what the Altiles did —— that is, murdered someone I can call my own parents -- rests with the Altiles... That's why I can never forgive you... But I sympathize with those in pitiful circumstances... Such conflicting thoughts hit each other in the head.

"... sister?

"... no. Nothing."

Catalina shook her head and misled her expression when she was enlightened by her little self about her black emotions. Trouble is enough after it grows. That's what they thought.

Then she asks questions about her little self.

"What did Catalina answer? That… for example, in response to the question of what kind of play you are playing"

"Mm-hmm... you said we were all taking care of or observing Pea, right? I mean, who did Pea play with today, what kind of food he ate, what kind of shit he did, how many millimeters he stretched, his temperature, his pulse rate... he wrote that in his diary, and everybody's arguing about Pea's ecology."

…………

"If you did, Alto, wow, you were laughing, right? But why not... You looked so complicated then... I didn't mean to sound weird..."

"... right. I don't think I said anything weird."

"Right?

"But aren't you missing your weight measurement?

"Ah! If I thought I didn't explain something enough, I weighed in! Because of that, Alto, you looked difficult!

With that said, a small Catalina with a convincing look and a large Catalina with a satisfying look. Those two seemed to believe out loud that what they said was normal --,

"" "(Wow...)" "

—— People who were listening to the two conversations around them probably thought it was the same thing that Altair floated around and gave him a look, but he didn't seem to realize it at all. Apparently it's too late......

Thus the little Catalina is well in the way of people (?) off and going down the path of Shura, which the great Catalina would have walked-- but

"... how long will this be such a good time..."

—— Again, just now, she felt anxiety about the future, and she stopped laughing and leaned down.

What will happen to me now? Can I stay with my sisters and friends forever...... She seemed to be uninhabited and anxious when she had lost her past memories to the border at one time. Because he was anxious, he might have focused on taking care of Pixie or encouraged him to study with his friends.

You noticed such a small anxiety about yourself, Catalina said of the girl who was there--,

Guh......

—— and held him quietly.

And the great Catalina uttered only a few words about the future to come against herself, who had buried her face in her own chest in a great way.