Persephone knew Seamus would think she was throwing a tantrum, something that had happened countless times before. Whenever she got upset with him, she would turn and run, and he would come to appease her.

Judging from the earlier situation, however, Seamus probably wouldn't chase after her this time. He thought he could control her in Flinge.

Persephone dashed out of the community gate and waited nearby for a while to confirm that Seamus wasn't following her. Then, she retrieved a cap and a coat hidden in the bushes, changed into them, and quietly slipped away through another path.

Following her memory, she arrived at the small, secluded convenience store.

The store owner was still the old man sitting quietly at the shop's entrance. The only difference between George and a statue was his sharp-eyed gaze.

When he saw Persephone, his eyes widened. As if a sealed spirit had been released, he slowly stood up. "It's you?"

Persephone stood not far away, panting from her sprint, unable to articulate her words.

George subconsciously looked behind her as if searching for something.

Persephone moved closer, trembling. "I don't know what to do... I don't know whom to trust here. I made calls from your shop to Centrolis before. I want

a sharp glance, then

-

stared at his watch impatiently,

wouldn't be gone for long. She was too pampered—a hothouse flower. How could she survive in Flinge, an

around for a while now, yet there was

and entered. "Are we eating or not? I've

glared at

function without a meal... Mr. Rutherford, you need to eat first to have the strength to

"Get out!" Seamus growled.

smiled and closed the door behind her.

Fat Jim's anxious voice came through.

"Explain clearly. Who's missing?"

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