�Who am I?�

Shirone realized for the first time how difficult it was to clearly define himself.

�I was mistaken!�

�There is just too much of me to delineate, and none of it is accurate.�

�Me. What actually am I?�

At that moment, Shirone felt a very simple truth springing up like a fish.

An extremely sensitive state of mind.

Alpheas� previous claim was frighteningly accurate.

�Brain.�

It�s not an organ of the body.

�I� I don�t know the world beyond the brain.�

The concept of the brain.

The truth was that all the senses and realities he accepted were actually arbitrary.�

�There�s no need to define it. Just feel it. It�s not that my existence gets sensitive��

Only a keen mind would remain.

Instead of trying to define it, Shirone erased everything he thought was �himself�.

Because if you erase it like that, eventually there would be nothing left.

And finally.

Even Shirone�s thoughts disappeared.

At one point, Shirone�s eyes opened wide.

�Haah. Haah.�

The scene in front of him was peaceful.

The children were yawning in boredom and Shuamin was playing with her hair.

Shirone did not notice that 10 minutes had already passed.

Alpheas wasn�t expecting much.

He acknowledged the concentration that lasted 10 minutes, but that was not enough to succeed.

�Yes, I heard it.�

Alpheas raised his eyebrows at the unexpected answer.

�Oh, what did you hear?�

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