It was good for a while.

While Frill was dead, Guest was happy.

Because people were finally looking at me and loving me—someone who thought they were useless.

Of course, I knew it was fake.

I knew that once the real one returned, I would disappear.

Even so, I wanted to hold on to it.

I believed we had become quite close.

I believed that even if the real one came back, at least I wouldn't be bullied...