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===Pulse-Racing Response 4===

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{{Dialogue|(The detention center is particularly boisterous the next day, with prisoners walking through the corridors every now and then.)|}}

{{Dialogue|(I ask the detention center’s officer and finally learn what happened. It just so happens that a large number of prisoners are getting released today.)|}}

{{Dialogue|(They depart as loud and lively characters. It is as if they took all the joy left in this place with them, because those who remain have fallen into a lull.)|}}

{{Dialogue|(Faye sits next to me at breakfast, helping me peel eggs. She crushes the eggshells over and over again, until the table is covered with a pile of powder.)|}}

{{Dialogue|The lackey who liked harassing me said goodbye to me just now.|Faye}}

{{Dialogue|He said something about how he’s going to enjoy life out there from now on, and how he never wants to see this damned place again!|Faye}}

{{Dialogue|After going on and on about how he’s was going to go on this big holiday trip, he encouraged me to persevere before he left.|Faye}}

{{Dialogue|But… I just felt irritated after hearing that. Really irritated.|Faye}}

{{Dialogue|(Her finger traces a spiral in the powder, drawing the shape of a nautilus shell as a result.)|}}

{{Dialogue|I understand the logic, but watching those criminals leave before us makes it feel so unfair.|Faye}}

{{Dialogue|Why… Why do we have to be kept here even though we did nothing wrong?!|Faye}}

{{Dialogue|Indeed, we have done nothing wrong. In fact, we’ve done too much right.|Commander}}

{{Dialogue|So, not only does the security department have to release us today, they’ll also have to give us some compensation as a reward.|Commander}}

{{Dialogue|Because the real culprit is about to be caught.|Commander}}

{{Dialogue|You’re trapped here, too. How did you suddenly figure that out?|Faye}}

{{Dialogue|The truth is, I committed no crime and did not clash with the security department at all. I got detained as part of a discussed plan with them.|Commander}}

{{Dialogue|(Her jaw drops in shock. She spreads out the powder on the table as she listens to my explanation, and draws a huge question mark in the middle of it.)|}}

{{Dialogue|Two days ago, Monsoon Squad executed a blanket search on the region, but we still didn’t find any leads on the suspect and jewelry.|Commander}}

{{Dialogue|But one thing was certain: The culprit did not have a chance to slip out of satellite city POL-05. They didn’t even leave the district.|Commander}}

{{Dialogue|In other words, they were hiding right under the noses of the security department.|Commander}}

{{Dialogue|I know that the security department lacks competence, but I’m sure that your investigation with Monsoon Squad wouldn’t have left any gaps!|Faye}}

{{Dialogue|When you have eliminated the impossible, whatever remains, no matter how fantastical, must be the truth.|Commander}}

{{Dialogue|There IS a place that the security department doesn’t focus on, a place that Monsoon Squad and I can’t conduct a proper investigation in.|Commander}}

{{Dialogue|You’re talking about the detention center! The culprit is hiding here!|Faye}}

{{Dialogue|Very sharp. I came to the same conclusion back then.|Commander}}

{{Dialogue|The culprit hid the jewelry somewhere, then, by committing a minor offense, hid themselves in the detention center to wait out the storm.|Commander}}

{{Dialogue|Once we understood this, our next steps were simple.|Commander}}

{{Dialogue|I see! So that’s why you got yourself arrested.|Faye}}

{{Dialogue|Correct. Solving the case was one of the reasons why I came here.|Commander}}

{{Dialogue|Do you remember how I talked about the reason for my arrest at the dinner table last night?|Commander}}

{{Dialogue|I made sure to mention that the security department “has some leads” on the jewelry’s whereabouts.|Commander}}

{{Dialogue|A regular prisoner would pay no attention to it, but the culprit definitely would: he fears the discovery of the stolen jewelry the most.|Commander}}

{{Dialogue|Now that the seed of anxiety is planted, the culprit’s first move after getting out would be to confirm the security of their stolen goods.|Commander}}

{{Dialogue|So we just need to track those who got released today…|Commander}}

{{Dialogue|That’s right. This is exactly what your friends are working on now.|Commander}}

{{Dialogue|(Now that Faye’s frown is turned upside down, she puffs up her cheeks and gently blows all the crushed eggshell powder into the dustbin.)|}}

{{Dialogue|(His unusually respectful attitude makes it easy to guess what happened.)|}}

{{Dialogue|(Monsoon Squad has successfully recovered the jewelry and captured the culprit.)|}}

{{Dialogue|(After a series of tedious procedures, Faye successfully clears her name.)|}}

{{Dialogue|(Her 4-day-long imprisonment ends here. We can leave once we gather our personal belongings.)|}}

{{Dialogue|Yeah. But now that we have the benefit of hindsight, his strange behavior actually makes sense now.|Commander}}

{{Dialogue|It’s a form of narcissism to revere someone who takes the blame for himself, don’t you think so?|Commander}}

{{Dialogue|(We finally meet the real culprit at the retrial—the lackey who liked pestering Faye.)|}}

{{Dialogue|(Remembering what he did in the morning, Faye repeats the ostentatiously long travel plan to his face as a form of revenge.)|}}

{{Dialogue|(It is likely that he’ll never get to go on that big trip of his.)|}}

{{Dialogue|(Waving the sheriff goodbye, we return to the storage room.)|}}

{{Dialogue|Wait a moment while I gather my things, Commander.|Faye}}

{{Dialogue|(Faye carefully takes out a few items from the cargo rack situated in the deepest part of the storage room.)|}}

{{Dialogue|(An inflatable axe, a vinyl record and a steel bowl.)|}}

{{Dialogue|(She wipes off the dust from each item with care. The inflatable axe is placed in a large enough bag for it, and the vinyl record is wrapped in a soft cloth. The steel bowl is wrapped and stored in a bag.)|}}

{{Dialogue|(She puts more effort into this than some people do when they wrap gifts.)|}}

{{Dialogue|I didn’t expect for you to like them so much.|Commander}}

{{Dialogue|How should I put this…? To be honest, I didn’t like them at the start.|Faye}}

{{Dialogue|There’s no practical use for them here, and some of them are kind of embarrassing. Think about the looks I get when I carry that toy axe around…|Faye}}

{{Dialogue|Okay, stop right there, I’m about to start feeling secondhand embarrassment…|Commander}}

{{Dialogue|When I’m alone by myself, though, they… make me feel warm.|Faye}}

{{Dialogue|When I swing the toy axe around, touch the vinyl record, and think back on the stupid pun while I’m in the scary darkness… my fear and anxiety are momentarily replaced by other feelings.|Faye}}

{{Dialogue|Unknowingly, I became more and more reliant on them.|Faye}}

{{Dialogue|It’s good that you managed to like them. Your friends will definitely be happy to hear that.|Commander}}

{{Dialogue|(She suddenly stops to stare at me straight in the eyes. Her face turns bright red, as if competing with her hair for attention.)|}}

{{Dialogue|(With the blessing of the second law of thermodynamics, my face grows hot as well.)|}}

{{Dialogue|(Pretty amazing, isn’t it? We are definitely thinking about the same thing. The things she learns from the gifts definitely apply to me as well.)|}}

{{Dialogue|I’m talking about, you know, have you ever heard of this psychological phenomenon? It’s c-c-called…|Faye}}

{{Dialogue|I-I learned about it in a rescue course in the past.|Faye}}

{{Dialogue|The general idea is that in a tense environment, people will easily misinterpret a racing heart as some kind of romantic attraction. This might lead to some… feelings toward those around them that they normally wouldn’t experience… like…|Faye}}

{{Dialogue|(Faye squeezes the handle of the inflatable axe helplessly, seemingly venting her “extra emotions” through it.)|}}

{{Dialogue|T-Then if we are speaking in terms of a Doll’s neural cloud, excessive computational load and abnormal data exchange rates can be likened to physiological phenomena in humans such as…|Faye}}

{{Dialogue|(The way she seems to be heating up with a nearly overloading neural cloud makes me want to pull a joke on her.)|}}

{{Dialogue|So you mean to say that the affection we have for gifts is just psychological illusions?|Commander}}

{{Dialogue|It all starts with a mild feeling hidden deep inside my neural cloud, as if it were just part of my body temperature.|Faye}}

{{Dialogue|But it suddenly started heating and welling up these past few days, like how that inflatable axe can inflate with a “boom” in an instant. It gets really unbearable if you don’t express yourself out loud.|Faye}}

{{Dialogue|Perhaps this is just like my claustrophobia. The fault lies with yet another psychological phenomenon.|Faye}}

{{Dialogue|Will you be able to cure it for me this time, Commander?|Faye}}

{{Dialogue|Would you still like the gifts you received if you had never been falsely arrested?|Commander}}

{{Dialogue|And I think… my affection started a long time ago.|Faye}}

{{Dialogue|(Faye hangs her head as shel pulls at her twin bangs in embarrassment.)|}}

{{Dialogue|Will you continue to like them after being set free?|Commander}}

{{Dialogue|Diagnosis complete. I believe that you are healthy without any issues whatsoever.|Commander}}

{{Dialogue|(I return her gaze, which still carries hints of doubt, and nod firmly.)|}}

{{Dialogue|Faye, I firmly believe that your “unnecessary extra emotions” aren’t due to some kind of psychological phenomenon.|Commander}}

{{Dialogue|Those are simply your true feelings. That’s all it is.|Commander}}

{{Dialogue|I feel about you the same way you feel about me.|Commander}}

{{Dialogue|(Faye’s mouth falls open, her eyes widening in shock.)|}}

{{Dialogue|(The fiery-red Doll suddenly starts leaping up and down and gesturing frantically, as if someone lit a fuse under her.)|}}

{{Dialogue|O-Of course you, you were completely right! Um, no, I was trying to say—|Faye}}

{{Dialogue|…Commander, we have all our things, let’s just go!|Faye}}

{{Dialogue|(She scrambles to grab the luggage and hurries to the door.)|}}

{{Dialogue|(Right before we step out of the detention center, Faye finally gains the courage to grab my hand and pull me forward.)|}}

{{Dialogue|Congratulations, Commander! We’ve regained our freedom!|Faye}}

}}

===Madder Waltz===

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 ===Pulse-Racing Response 4===
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+{{Dialogue|(The detention center is particularly boisterous the next day, with prisoners walking through the corridors every now and then.)|}}
+{{Dialogue|(I ask the detention center’s officer and finally learn what happened. It just so happens that a large number of prisoners are getting released today.)|}}
+{{Dialogue|(They depart as loud and lively characters. It is as if they took all the joy left in this place with them, because those who remain have fallen into a lull.)|}}
+{{Dialogue|(Faye sits next to me at breakfast, helping me peel eggs. She crushes the eggshells over and over again, until the table is covered with a pile of powder.)|}}
+{{Dialogue|Are you upset, Faye?|Commander}}
+{{Dialogue|…Just a bit.|Faye}}
+{{Dialogue|Because of the ones who left?|Commander}}
+{{Dialogue|I guess so.|Faye}}
+{{Dialogue|(She gathers the powder into a small mound.)|}}
+{{Dialogue|The lackey who liked harassing me said goodbye to me just now.|Faye}}
+{{Dialogue|He said something about how he’s going to enjoy life out there from now on, and how he never wants to see this damned place again!|Faye}}
+{{Dialogue|After going on and on about how he’s was going to go on this big holiday trip, he encouraged me to persevere before he left.|Faye}}
+{{Dialogue|But… I just felt irritated after hearing that. Really irritated.|Faye}}
+{{Dialogue|(Her finger traces a spiral in the powder, drawing the shape of a nautilus shell as a result.)|}}
+{{Dialogue|An untimely encouragement, indeed…|Commander}}
+{{Dialogue|I understand the logic, but watching those criminals leave before us makes it feel so unfair.|Faye}}
+{{Dialogue|Why… Why do we have to be kept here even though we did nothing wrong?!|Faye}}
+{{Dialogue|Indeed, we have done nothing wrong. In fact, we’ve done too much right.|Commander}}
+{{Dialogue|So, not only does the security department have to release us today, they’ll also have to give us some compensation as a reward.|Commander}}
+{{Dialogue|Huh? They’ll let us go today? Why?|Faye}}
+{{Dialogue|Because the real culprit is about to be caught.|Commander}}
+{{Dialogue|<big>What?!</big>|Faye}}
+{{Dialogue|(Faye’s cute little face is full of confusion.)|}}
+{{Dialogue|I don’t understand, Commander…|Faye}}
+{{Dialogue|You’re trapped here, too. How did you suddenly figure that out?|Faye}}
+{{Dialogue|Everything happened according to plan.|Commander}}
+{{Dialogue|The truth is, I committed no crime and did not clash with the security department at all. I got detained as part of a discussed plan with them.|Commander}}
+{{Dialogue|(Her jaw drops in shock. She spreads out the powder on the table as she listens to my explanation, and draws a huge question mark in the middle of it.)|}}
+{{Dialogue|Two days ago, Monsoon Squad executed a blanket search on the region, but we still didn’t find any leads on the suspect and jewelry.|Commander}}
+{{Dialogue|But one thing was certain: The culprit did not have a chance to slip out of satellite city POL-05. They didn’t even leave the district.|Commander}}
+{{Dialogue|In other words, they were hiding right under the noses of the security department.|Commander}}
+{{Dialogue|How did they do that?|Faye}}
+{{Dialogue|I know that the security department lacks competence, but I’m sure that your investigation with Monsoon Squad wouldn’t have left any gaps!|Faye}}
+{{Dialogue|A famous detective once said this:|Commander}}
+{{Dialogue|When you have eliminated the impossible, whatever remains, no matter how fantastical, must be the truth.|Commander}}
+{{Dialogue|There IS a place that the security department doesn’t focus on, a place that Monsoon Squad and I can’t conduct a proper investigation in.|Commander}}
+{{Dialogue|The culprit… hiding in there.|Commander}}
+{{Dialogue|Ignored and hard to investigate…|Faye}}
+{{Dialogue|You’re talking about the detention center! The culprit is hiding here!|Faye}}
+{{Dialogue|Very sharp. I came to the same conclusion back then.|Commander}}
+{{Dialogue|The culprit hid the jewelry somewhere, then, by committing a minor offense, hid themselves in the detention center to wait out the storm.|Commander}}
+{{Dialogue|Once we understood this, our next steps were simple.|Commander}}
+{{Dialogue|—We lured the rat away from his hole.|Commander}}
+{{Dialogue|I see! So that’s why you got yourself arrested.|Faye}}
+{{Dialogue|Correct. Solving the case was one of the reasons why I came here.|Commander}}
+{{Dialogue|Do you remember how I talked about the reason for my arrest at the dinner table last night?|Commander}}
+{{Dialogue|I made sure to mention that the security department “has some leads” on the jewelry’s whereabouts.|Commander}}
+{{Dialogue|A regular prisoner would pay no attention to it, but the culprit definitely would: he fears the discovery of the stolen jewelry the most.|Commander}}
+{{Dialogue|Now that the seed of anxiety is planted, the culprit’s first move after getting out would be to confirm the security of their stolen goods.|Commander}}
+{{Dialogue|So we just need to track those who got released today…|Commander}}
+{{Dialogue|And nab both the culprit and the stolen goods!|Faye}}
+{{Dialogue|That’s right. This is exactly what your friends are working on now.|Commander}}
+{{Dialogue|(Now that Faye’s frown is turned upside down, she puffs up her cheeks and gently blows all the crushed eggshell powder into the dustbin.)|}}
+{{Dialogue|(Meanwhile, the sheriff issues a summons to us.)|}}
+{{Dialogue|(His unusually respectful attitude makes it easy to guess what happened.)|}}
+{{Dialogue|Nice, they did it!|Faye}}
+{{Dialogue|(Monsoon Squad has successfully recovered the jewelry and captured the culprit.)|}}
+{{Dialogue|(After a series of tedious procedures, Faye successfully clears her name.)|}}
+{{Dialogue|(Her 4-day-long imprisonment ends here. We can leave once we gather our personal belongings.)|}}
+{{Dialogue|I didn’t expect the culprit to be HIM.|Faye}}
+{{Dialogue|Yeah. But now that we have the benefit of hindsight, his strange behavior actually makes sense now.|Commander}}
+{{Dialogue|It’s a form of narcissism to revere someone who takes the blame for himself, don’t you think so?|Commander}}
+{{Dialogue|(We finally meet the real culprit at the retrial—the lackey who liked pestering Faye.)|}}
+{{Dialogue|(Remembering what he did in the morning, Faye repeats the ostentatiously long travel plan to his face as a form of revenge.)|}}
+{{Dialogue|(It is likely that he’ll never get to go on that big trip of his.)|}}
+{{Dialogue|(Waving the sheriff goodbye, we return to the storage room.)|}}
+{{Dialogue|Wait a moment while I gather my things, Commander.|Faye}}
+{{Dialogue|(Faye carefully takes out a few items from the cargo rack situated in the deepest part of the storage room.)|}}
+{{Dialogue|(An inflatable axe, a vinyl record and a steel bowl.)|}}
+{{Dialogue|(She wipes off the dust from each item with care. The inflatable axe is placed in a large enough bag for it, and the vinyl record is wrapped in a soft cloth. The steel bowl is wrapped and stored in a bag.)|}}
+{{Dialogue|(She puts more effort into this than some people do when they wrap gifts.)|}}
+{{Dialogue|I didn’t expect for you to like them so much.|Commander}}
+{{Dialogue|How should I put this…? To be honest, I didn’t like them at the start.|Faye}}
+{{Dialogue|There’s no practical use for them here, and some of them are kind of embarrassing. Think about the looks I get when I carry that toy axe around…|Faye}}
+{{Dialogue|Okay, stop right there, I’m about to start feeling secondhand embarrassment…|Commander}}
+{{Dialogue|When I’m alone by myself, though, they… make me feel warm.|Faye}}
+{{Dialogue|When I swing the toy axe around, touch the vinyl record, and think back on the stupid pun while I’m in the scary darkness… my fear and anxiety are momentarily replaced by other feelings.|Faye}}
+{{Dialogue|Unknowingly, I became more and more reliant on them.|Faye}}
+{{Dialogue|It’s good that you managed to like them. Your friends will definitely be happy to hear that.|Commander}}
+{{Dialogue|Yeah. I liked every gift, especially…|Faye}}
+{{Dialogue|(She suddenly stops to stare at me straight in the eyes. Her face turns bright red, as if competing with her hair for attention.)|}}
+{{Dialogue|(With the blessing of the second law of thermodynamics, my face grows hot as well.)|}}
+{{Dialogue|(Pretty amazing, isn’t it? We are definitely thinking about the same thing. The things she learns from the gifts definitely apply to me as well.)|}}
+{{Dialogue|(After all, I serve as one of the gifts.)|}}
+{{Dialogue|I-I… I’m talking about…|Faye}}
+{{Dialogue|Commander, you…|Faye}}
+{{Dialogue|What about me?|Commander}}
+{{Dialogue|You’re good!!!|Faye}}
+{{Dialogue|What does that even mean…?|Commander}}
+{{Dialogue|I meant…|Faye}}
+{{Dialogue|I’m talking about, you know, have you ever heard of this psychological phenomenon? It’s c-c-called…|Faye}}
+{{Dialogue|The suspension bridge effect!|Faye}}
+{{Dialogue|Oh?|Commander}}
+{{Dialogue|I-I learned about it in a rescue course in the past.|Faye}}
+{{Dialogue|The general idea is that in a tense environment, people will easily misinterpret a racing heart as some kind of romantic attraction. This might lead to some… feelings toward those around them that they normally wouldn’t experience… like…|Faye}}
+{{Dialogue|Unnecessary extra emotions!|Faye}}
+{{Dialogue|Okay, so you’re trying to say that…|Commander}}
+{{Dialogue|I think I, uh… maybe I…|Faye}}
+{{Dialogue|But you don’t have a heartbeat.|Commander}}
+{{Dialogue|Erm…Y-Yeah, that’s true.|Faye}}
+{{Dialogue|(Faye squeezes the handle of the inflatable axe helplessly, seemingly venting her “extra emotions” through it.)|}}
+{{Dialogue|T-Then if we are speaking in terms of a Doll’s neural cloud, excessive computational load and abnormal data exchange rates can be likened to physiological phenomena in humans such as…|Faye}}
+{{Dialogue|(What is she mumbling about?)|}}
+{{Dialogue|(The way she seems to be heating up with a nearly overloading neural cloud makes me want to pull a joke on her.)|}}
+{{Dialogue|So you mean to say that the affection we have for gifts is just psychological illusions?|Commander}}
+{{Dialogue|No! They are definitely not an illusion!|Faye}}
+{{Dialogue|(Faye frantically tries to explain herself.)|}}
+{{Dialogue|It all starts with a mild feeling hidden deep inside my neural cloud, as if it were just part of my body temperature.|Faye}}
+{{Dialogue|But it suddenly started heating and welling up these past few days, like how that inflatable axe can inflate with a “boom” in an instant. It gets really unbearable if you don’t express yourself out loud.|Faye}}
+{{Dialogue|I don’t get why it is happening.|Faye}}
+{{Dialogue|Perhaps this is just like my claustrophobia. The fault lies with yet another psychological phenomenon.|Faye}}
+{{Dialogue|Will you be able to cure it for me this time, Commander?|Faye}}
+{{Dialogue|I’ll start with a diagnosis.|Commander}}
+{{Dialogue|Would you still like the gifts you received if you had never been falsely arrested?|Commander}}
+{{Dialogue|Of course I would.|Faye}}
+{{Dialogue|And I think… my affection started a long time ago.|Faye}}
+{{Dialogue|(Faye hangs her head as shel pulls at her twin bangs in embarrassment.)|}}
+{{Dialogue|Will you continue to like them after being set free?|Commander}}
+{{Dialogue|Yeah! I will!|Faye}}
+{{Dialogue|I will… forever, till the end of time.|Faye}}
+{{Dialogue|Diagnosis complete. I believe that you are healthy without any issues whatsoever.|Commander}}
+{{Dialogue|Huh?|Faye}}
+{{Dialogue|(Faye looks up at me in bewilderment.)|}}
+{{Dialogue|(I return her gaze, which still carries hints of doubt, and nod firmly.)|}}
+{{Dialogue|Faye, I firmly believe that your “unnecessary extra emotions” aren’t due to some kind of psychological phenomenon.|Commander}}
+{{Dialogue|Those are simply your true feelings. That’s all it is.|Commander}}
+{{Dialogue|I feel about you the same way you feel about me.|Commander}}
+{{Dialogue|(Faye’s mouth falls open, her eyes widening in shock.)|}}
+{{Dialogue|(The fiery-red Doll suddenly starts leaping up and down and gesturing frantically, as if someone lit a fuse under her.)|}}
+{{Dialogue|I-I… Commander—|Faye}}
+{{Dialogue|Hmm? Was I wrong?|Commander}}
+{{Dialogue|O-Of course you, you were completely right! Um, no, I was trying to say—|Faye}}
+{{Dialogue|…Commander, we have all our things, let’s just go!|Faye}}
+{{Dialogue|(She scrambles to grab the luggage and hurries to the door.)|}}
+{{Dialogue|(Right before we step out of the detention center, Faye finally gains the courage to grab my hand and pull me forward.)|}}
+{{Dialogue|Congratulations, Commander! We’ve regained our freedom!|Faye}}
+}}
 ===Madder Waltz===