Convenience store at night.
The night after I contracted Mary, Kamiyagawa came to work in the store.
"Uncle Yuuki wired me 1.4 million, and said he would like me to be his assistant in the future. The Metropolitan Police Department also has awards and bonuses ready to be given to me. If I can make steady money with my current spirit-removing skills, the convenience store here
The work can almost stop."
Kamiya has this thought.
Loading the Kaitan game has indeed brought about earth-shaking changes in his time travel life.
After I started making a lot of money by removing spirits, my part-time job at the convenience store became dispensable.
Maybe it won't be long before Kamiyagawa will quit his job here.
However, he will still work hard before formally resigning to the widowed store manager.
There is a beginning and an end.
Moreover, the store manager Kawai usually takes good care of him.
The atmosphere in the store is a bit dull tonight.
The widowed store manager was still in the store, but instead of working, he was sitting on a seat in the dining area, scrolling through his cell phone.
Okamura, who usually talks a lot, is very dull.
In the past two days, he always liked to say: "Miss Maruta still has an extra thousand yen in the store."
But now I don't say this anymore.
There are overwhelming reports from various media outlets about the "Extreme Fat Pink Fairy Organization".
Of course, store manager Kawai and Okamura also saw it.
Moreover, they also saw such a name in the list of victims subsequently announced - Haruori Maruta.
Confirmed.
This Haruori Maruta is Miss Maruta who has not been seen recently.
Maruta was killed.
Seeing the people who usually live a normal life around me, suddenly they become a few pale characters on the list of victims.
This feeling is embarrassing and powerless.
We waited until after 10 o'clock in the evening.
This is the time Kamiyagawa clocks in and gets off work.
There were not many customers in the store.
The Pink Fairy incident has caused a lot fewer people in Tokyo to go out at night recently.
Manager Kawai, who was bored and watching short videos in the dining area, suddenly stood up and walked to the counter: "How about we play foreign games tonight."
"ah?"
Kamiya, who was ready to get off work, and Okamura, who was obviously not at work, were both a little surprised.
"I just saw that over at Shinjuku City Park, it is said to be the place where the Metropolitan Police shot Sago Furuhashi to death. Many people spontaneously paid homage to the deceased there tonight." There was not much fluctuation in the tone of the Widow store manager's tone.
"So, let's go overseas."
…
Shinjuku.
city ​​park.
On the cobblestone pavement, you can see lit candles and various bouquets of flowers every few steps.
There are also some black and white photos of women.
Some people were praying or sobbing on the side of the park.
Probably the victim's family.
It is currently unknown who was the first person to place black-and-white photos and bouquets of flowers in this place. But Shinjuku City Park has now become a place to comfort the dead.
A corner of the park.
The posthumous photo of Miss Maruta is on display.
Mr. Okamura squatted alone next to the portrait and was quiet for a while. Then he silently took out a wrinkled 1,000 yen note from his pocket.
He used a burning candle to light the banknotes on fire.
It should be illegal to burn coins that are still in circulation.
But Okamura didn't think about it that much.
The 1,000 yen note was quickly burned to ashes.
"I never had a chance to tell you that you gave me an extra 1,000 yen that day. Oh, and the drinks you bought were delicious." Okamura-kun said.
He looked at Maruta in the photo, his eyes were bright and the tear marks on the corners of his eyes were clear.
This kind lady has always been so good-looking.
He is obviously such a good person.
You obviously work so hard to live in this hellish place called Tokyo.
Now I can no longer see her.
"The bad guy who hurt you has been shot dead by the Metropolitan Police."
Okamura wanted to say something more, but he couldn't. He and Miss Maruta probably didn't have much in common.
There was silence for a while.
Okamura stood up from the portrait and left the city park: "Be careful on the road, Miss Maruta."
After that, not long after, Kamiya and the widow store manager also left side by side from the park.
Not a word was said to each other.
After they left, a few more bottles of matcha-flavored drinks were placed next to Maruta's portrait.
Inside the park, the candlelight is dim and the atmosphere is quiet.
Even if the evildoers have their consequences.
The deceased is gone after all.
…
at the same time.
Somewhere unknown on the island of Japan.
A round table conference room that is not small in size and well decorated.
Twelve chairs are placed around the round table.
Eight of them are occupied, and the remaining four are empty.
Among the four vacant chairs, one originally belonged to Kohashi Furuhashi Sawa.
If the twelve chairs correspond to the twelve hours of the day, and the position of Furuhashi Sawa is the "Ji hour" among them, guess it clockwise.
The other three vacant chairs should belong to: Zishi (midnight), Yinshi (early morning), and Youshi (twilight).
The conference room was quiet at first.
The eight people had no communication with each other.
Until, the man sitting in the Haishi position spoke. He wore gold-rimmed glasses, his manners were elegant and gentle, and his voice was low and charming:
"I called everyone here today mainly to discuss one thing, but I guess you already know this - Kabuki is dead."
The remaining seven people didn't give much reaction.
The lean man sitting on Shen Shi's seat answered the question in a nonchalant manner. His voice was high-pitched and funny: "I called you all out just for this reason."
The girl sitting in Chou's seat also spoke, her tone unable to hide her smile:
To be continued...