At that moment, "Alice" experienced a strange sensation.
Despite the driver in front of her, despite the dark car window further ahead, and despite the man's eyes being covered with a black cloth strap…
—Yet Alice could feel incredibly clearly that the person he was staring at, the person he was looking at, was herself!
Even though she couldn't see his eyes, even though his face showed no expression, she still could feel the oppressive sharpness of his aura.
It was a resoluteness possessed only by those who disregarded life and death, only by those who had let go of everything and made a final decision.
It was a sharpness that even the most ferocious of people chose to avoid after a moment of silence. One look was enough to know this person had no intention of living.
But at the same time, he did not want to die just yet.
Instead, he longed to fall like a comet, wanting everyone to witness his demise… to make everyone see this last, most splendid death.
