Ilaria, who had finished investigating the conservation island, returned to the shelter. The very first person who greeted her was the former President. He called her over and served her a cup of coffee.
"How is the situation on the conservation island?"
"There's been a bit of a problem..."
Ilaria explained everything she had seen on the island to the President. Vines that did not appear to be from this world had covered the entire island.
The President's eyebrows furrowed at her explanation. "Did those vines cover only the island, or..."
"Of course not. They stretched all the way to the mainland. Because of that, it was convenient to cross back and forth."
"Hoho... That's true..."
How thick and strong were those vines, to be able to withstand people and ghouls passing over them?
The President imagined Ilaria being carried by a ghoul, and goosebumps rose all over his body.
