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Was there anything before? Does "Charlie is coming to us!" mean something? They sent her along with the ND, the note was read in the morning, and they probably got the result. What does the meaning have to do with it? What meaning do you see here? Like, "the note lost its purpose," lol?
Do you think they sent this note without seeing any meaning in it? Just because you don't see the meaning, doesn't mean they don't. And yes, there's no point in Charlie responding anymore, so the purpose is lost. He CAN give a small hint about his role in the newspaper - luckily, he has a 50% chance of avoiding any ND directed at him. It's too early for the Mafia to try to eliminate Charlie; the chance of failure is too high.
Morning
Is this what it is? Has the measuring contest begun? Well, in that case, the unicorn version came to my mind immediately after reading the relevant lines in the newspaper:cool: Are you so upset because of my thoughtlessness? Don't get hot-headed, buddy.
Hmm, no. It's much simpler - you thoughtlessly called my statement thoughtless because I wouldn't claim that Flandre is one of the unicorns if I thought they wouldn't send the note (i.e., "the note was pointless"). That's what I told you. And the 5 pages are just a simple indication that your version is not new at all.
Even if we fight, even if there’s such thing I will not give up Just like this, I won't let go Strongly grasping your right hand’s warmth I’ll be here