Silence.
With a reddened face, I was looking down at the Recorder, flapping my arms helplessly, not knowing what to do.
Her action of suddenly dropping a confession(?) and hugging me without any warning was just bewildering.
She surely knows that I'm not the 'Laydan Tanton' she knew.
"Wait! I'm telling you I'm not the original 'Laydan Tanton' you knew?"
"Hmm. That's right. You're not. But you are."
While saying incomprehensible things, the Recorder stroked my back here and there with her hand.
No, really.
Why are the Greater Outer Gods here - except the Torturer - so desperate to show affection towards me?
I didn't even do anything...
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