In the interrogation room, Summer keeps fiddling with the Rubik’s cube in her hands.

“Hmm…?”

-She narrows her eyes and glances at the incandescent lamp on the ceiling, then at you who’s turned on the light, and finally shifts her attention back to her own hands.-

“Hmm… Looks like this time I can solve it completely within three minutes. After all, a quiet environment is the best.”

-She is treating you as a mere strand of smoke that’s flown into the room.-