DICE

[101] b

The screen on his right displays the submarine Gala used. In holographic form, but its color is not black. Gala chuckles, remembering the debate where he casually named it Black Mamba even though its green color was quite bright and elegant.

"Can you change the appearance of my favorite submarine? You should know, Dice, I like black." Gala shrugs. Nearby is a small table with a thermos of hot water, as well as some tea and ready-to-brew coffee packets that Gala brews himself. Why does he call the die by the name Dice? He doesn't need to call Cathleen Dice anymore, right? Dice... die. That's its name now.

Gala grins at his thoughts. He slowly takes the cup that emits the enticing aroma of coffee. Then, there are some sweet buns already there. "Ah, I used to be served with delicious food, but now, there's only bread and coffee."

But really, Gala now feels much lighter. There's a new hope bubbling in his heart. The two keys to awakening Cathleen can be found anytime. He just needs a jour