I ask her for a truth related to the events of the Rokkenjima Incident. (Pink Trigger)

"Beatrice. Explain to me why you plan to **** everyone on October 5th, 1969. Who or what is at the center of it all? What is the answer to the puzzle of the epitaph? I want to know the reason behind the Legend of the Golden Witch and the Rokkenjima Incident."

"What a curious set of questions you came up with. Furthermore, I believe you were supposed to ask only one question."

She was right, of course. Are you thinking my old interest as a Witch Hunt member has come back, that I'm pumping her for answers to sate all of my scholarly desire for knowledge and finally uncover the truths of those events?

Hardly.

I asked her these questions because I know that she won't answer them. If she doesn't answer them, I can make her do whatever I want. Those are the rules of the game that she already agreed to. In chess, they called that checkmate. Even if she **** me back to just one question, she couldn't answer any of them!"

"I'll answer one of your questions, Player."

I stopped, frozen. Really?

"Your very first one. You're mistaken: I don't plan to **** everyone on October 5th, 1969. I plan to take them to the Golden Land if they praise my name."

Shit. She looked pissed. Worse, she looked bored with me. Pretty soon, I found myself thrown away into the darkness like a discarded toy that the owner's lost interest in. It was remarkable how ineffective all of the magic power I'd accumulated up to this point turned out to be. I thought it was a pretty good gamble at the time... but I don't think we should come back to this page again.