However, no matter how much he thought about it, Ryuto couldn't figure it out. So, Ryuto raised the question in his mind.

"But in fact, Duke Crepes is not that person's accomplice, let alone a terrorist, right?"

"Ah, that's correct."

"In that case, why secretly manufacture these outfits? When creating them, they must have considered the harm these things could cause, or rather, did Duke Crepes not consider it?"

The latter half of the sentence was just Ryuto consoling himself. The reason why these things were placed in such a hidden place was precisely because of the harm they could cause.

"Although I'm not very clear about it, my father should have thought about it."

And Duke Crepes Clair's response confirmed Ryuto's speculation.

However, this only left Ryuto even more confused.

"If they knew, then why manufacture these at all? Wouldn't it be better not to make them? Or is there a reason why they have to be made?"

Even knowing the harm it could cause, they didn't stop. Despite going to such great lengths to do all of this, they didn't give up because of the trouble involved. There must be some reason behind it.

Upon Ryuto's inquiry, Duke Crepes Clair closed his eyes tightly. After a brief silence, he slowly spoke.

"In the end, it can only be said that my father and those terrorists share the same mentality."

"The same mentality?"

"Yes, or rather, you can say that my father and those terrorists, both view that person as a savior and crave a miracle."

"Huh?"

After all the uproar, it turned out that Duke Crepes was a die-hard fan of that cloaked figure, for this kind of reason. It all felt difficult to accept.

Although it was hard to accept, it all made sense. Whether it was going to great lengths to create these outfits or not abandoning them even when locked up, it all fit.

How should I put it, although ordinary people might not understand, it was quite normal in the eyes of their fans.

Everything was worth it for their idol, that's the persistence of being a die-hard fan, something Miyuki might understand better.

...

It seems like I have to change my views on you, Comrade Duke Crepes, although overly obsessive, this level of dedication is admirable.

Thinking this way, it became clear why Duke Crepes Claire blamed the cloaked figure for ruining this home, it was not entirely the fault of those outfits, rather it was the fault of the cloaked figure himself. In the end, if Duke Crepes weren't a die-hard fan of that cloaked figure, none of the subsequent events would have occurred.

Well, although this made the cloaked figure seem somewhat innocent, Duke Crepes Clair's resentment was not entirely unreasonable.

Perhaps to change the subject, Ryuto surveyed the room, which was somewhat excessive compared to the outside.

"Speaking of which, this room is really peculiar, filled with strange things. It's more like a workshop than a collection room."

But in the next moment.

"Ah..."

Upon seeing the scattered items on the table, Ryuto couldn't help but let out a slightly surprised sound.

Because...

On that cluttered table, Ryuto saw components of something.

"If I'm not mistaken, those should be parts of your pistol, as the colors are very similar."

Pointing at the table with his finger, Ryuto asked Duke Crepes Clair.

"Yes, that's correct."

Duke Crepes Clair said, then took out two pistols hidden at his waist with the hem of his coat.

And then continued the unfinished sentence from earlier.

"Actually, these two guns were also manufactured by my father."