It Can't Be... Can It?

Pastel found herself in an awkward situation.

"You have a serious expression again today. Is there really something going on?"

Alcier asked as if interrogating her.

"No, no."

She shook her head.

"I'm completely fine!"

After she ran away using the excuse of greeting her Ant Friend, her friends' suspicions still hadn't faded.

Alcier and Ellie seemed to have reached a tentative conclusion after whispering among themselves that the Camelot Protest wouldn't end as a simple happening.

However, their only basis was Pastel Lovecraft's suspicious reaction. The two had been waiting and waiting to interrogate the person in question, which eventually led to today.

Actually, if it were the usual Ellie, she would have just stayed in a Curious-Curious state, reading the room before giving up, and Alcier would have spaced out, completely aloof from the world. But since Pastel herself had been agonizing with a serious expression for the past few days, a three-way confrontation was eventually set up...