In the Captain's Room of the Unicorne, the lights swayed left and right as the waves undulated, casting Charles's bandaged face in intermittent light and darkness.
"Tap~ Tap Tap Tap~" Bandage was silently and swiftly writing on a blank piece of paper with Charles's pen.
Soon, a human-like figure formed from some kind of sinister curved script appeared before them.
This was the thing Bandage had filled in his shadow previously—the very thing that had allowed them to safely escape from the last island.
"Bandage, can you tell me the actual purpose of this?" Charles asked, his expression grave as he looked at his first mate.
Though he was reluctant to confront the fact that he was a monster, Charles knew it was something he had to face eventually; there was no escaping it.
"I... don't know..." Bandage murmured as he capped the pen and sandwiched it between two books, to prevent it from rolling as the ship swayed.
