In the end, they decided to put the gate installation on hold for now.
Cloche's insight had felt intuitively correct.
If the world is different, then naturally the words used must also differ.
"You really nailed that one. Good job, Cloche."
"Mufuhh~ Mufufufufu~ Ohohohoho! Leave it to me! No matter how difficult the case or complex the riddle, this brilliant mind shall uncover the truth without fail—Ah, wait, sis! That hurts! It hurts, I say! Owwwwwww!!"
"Hey, don't go thrashing around so much in the car. I'm still not that great at driving, you know."
"Yeees."
"Wai—sis! Stop! I said I'm sorry! I got a little carried away, that's all!"
"Hmph."
Apparently, Cloche's over-the-top gloating had earned her a rapid series of chops and strikes from Air. She squirmed in pain under the onslaught.
Next to her, Stella sat quietly, visibly bothered by the commotion despite her usual calm demeanor.
