"No, no."
He muttered, seemingly denying his own words.
His figure suddenly appeared at the edge of the bubble. He poked his head out, but he couldn't pass through and was knocked back.
Did this confirm something for him?
He squinted and came to stand before Alka.
"Alka?"
Alka looked at him and nodded slightly.
"Is it really you?"
His expression shifted from surprise to sudden rage, and he charged furiously.
He opened his mouth and cursed, "You little bastard! Why the hell did you become a Toucher? Why didn't you just stay obediently on the Island?
"You just had to become a Treasure Hunter! When you were young, I never should have let you play those Treasure Hunter games. If I'd known it would come to this, I'd have beaten you until you couldn't get out of bed!"
"..."
Listening to his father's tirade, Alka took a few steps back and stopped, not interrupting him.
This was also a process of gathering information.
