"Ayane, I understand your problem... maybe it was a monster?" I say to Ayane, who came to talk to me about Setsuna and her strange behavior these past few days.
"I have no idea, Ophelia, but it doesn't make sense for it to be a monster, right? Setsuna is strong! And she would have said something if it was a monster! Besides, the monsters have been strangely scarce lately," Ayane says, her eyebrows furrowed.
"Yes... the monsters are scarce..." I murmur, moving my wheelchair to the desk. I glance at the clock on the wall and see it's already 3 AM.
"Ayane, it's been a few hours since we started talking. It's nice to see how much you care about Setsuna, but in the end, Setsuna's life is her own. If she hasn't said anything, we can't force her to talk."
"I appreciate your confidence in me for this kind of conversation, but I need some time now, and I also need to redo some reports since the monsters are acting strange," I say, wanting her to leave.
