The Treasure Called Heart of Gold

The consciousness waited just like how he always tried to anticipate a response from the eye and would also end up disappointed after.

The same routine, the eye was not making any movement but it was open as if it was looking at something that the consciousness could not identify.

"Heh! Do you think that the lady would not reveal our existence if the other woman asks her? Surely, you have studied her character by now. Concealing our presence may be useless," the consciousness of the manual stated while still observing if the eye would react to his words.

"Do you know about the identity of this core? The underworld, I know its existence. But for this woman, I can't see her origin but she knew about the heart of gold treasure. She must have a special identity for me not to know anything about her," the consciousness mumbled trying to hope that the eye was listening to his concern.