Zuomura was writing something at his desk when he suddenly noticed that his door was opened.
Click——
This is... the sound of a bullet being loaded.
Zuo Cun realized something.
"It was you who killed my father." Zhenna's voice was gritted.
She looked at this familiar figure, but there was no kindness at all. Instead, she was just angry.
Tears dripped from Souna's eyes, onto her arms, and onto the ground.
Zuo Cun put the pen aside and turned around quietly.
He looked at the black muzzle of the gun.
"Yes."
"Why are you doing this——." Zhenna couldn't control her emotions, and her whole body was trembling with anger and sadness.
Violent trembling.
"I just gave him a choice." Zuo Cun smiled and stated the facts slowly.
Ezuna closed her eyes, tears welling up uncontrollably.
"So, after killing my father, you openly adopted me?"
She questioned, questioned loudly, collapsed and became hysterical.
"Why did you adopt me? To watch a joke? To play a false family game? Or are you happy to watch the daughter of someone who died because of you grow up?"
Souna's fingers were trembling.
She wanted to pull the trigger.
"I'm sorry, Souna." Zuo Cun's eyes dimmed slightly, "Your father did die because of me. Maybe it's okay to say that I killed him myself."
"But...Shunna, there is one thing I can be sure of."
Zuo Cun put his hands on his knees and smiled.
"Watching you grow up makes me really happy."
Souna was stunned.
"If you want to kill me, I won't move." Zuo Cun didn't move, but his eyes were a little disappointed.
"Why?" Shina cried violently.
"Why!!!!!!"
Bang——
Zuo Cun closed his eyes.
Ezuna threw the gun aside and lay on the ground.
This shot was fired towards the ceiling.
"Why--"
"Why are you doing this to me-"
She hid her face and curled up into a ball.
"Why can't I do it——"
Ezuna cried very loudly.
Zuocun slowly opened his eyes.
He walked to Souna and hugged Souna gently.
"Don't cry."
Zuo Cun also shed two lines of tears.
"I just don't want to...leave you alone."
"Because being alone...is really scary."
"I know you hate me, Sumina, and I won't defend myself."
Samura gently patted Souna's back.
"I just feel... I'm really happy to have a daughter like you in my life."
Souna hugged Samura fiercely.
She was still crying, crying violently.
Samura closed his eyes in pain, patted Souna's head, and patted Souna's back.
"Don't cry."
"Don't cry."
He didn't know how to comfort Sumina.
But he knew that his sins could not be erased.
Now, he just wants his daughter to stop crying.
"Why, Mr. Zuomura——"
Ezuna hugged Zuo Cun, and her tears had wet Zuo Cun's chest.
"Why on earth - ah ah -"
Ezuna didn't know what she was asking.
She didn't know what answer she wanted.
She felt like she was going crazy.
Zuo Cun murmured: "Why..."
"Maybe just because..."
"You are my daughter..."
Finally, Souna, tired of crying, fell asleep deeply in Zuo Cun's arms.
Samura sent Souna back to his room and covered her with a quilt.
Putting the gun on the table in Souna's room, Samura quietly walked out.
He sat on the top of the tree and looked at the moon, not knowing what he was thinking.
I could only feel two lines of tears flowing down.
...
the next day.
Souna touched her head and woke up.
She looked depressed and didn't know what she was thinking.
Zuo Cun's door was not closed, and it could be seen from the outside that Zuo Cun was not in the house.
"Mr. Samura..." Souna muttered to herself and fell to the ground weakly.
Mr. Samura...it's not like he won't come back...
Opening the door, Souna saw Samura who was lying on the ground next to a tree and had not yet woken up.
Drinking utensils were scattered around Zuo Cun.
"Mr. Samura!" Souna ran over quickly.
She wanted to carry Zuo Cun into the house, but for some reason she felt that Zuo Cun was sinking terribly.
Unable to get Samura into the house, Souna had to let Samura lean against a tree, at least not completely lying on the ground.
Zuo Cun was very asleep, or very drunk.
"Mr. Samura...usually you don't get drunk."
Ezuna said to herself.
With tears in her eyes, she looked at Zuo Cun's face.
She faced Zuocun and sat upright on the ground.
"Mr. Zuocun, you are really kind to me, very good."
"Roshina doesn't want to lose you."
"Last night, after I read my father's letter, at that moment, I hated you, I really hated you."
She slowly confided to the unconscious Zuo Cun.
"But now I have figured it out."
"The prerequisite for Souna to hate you is that she loves Mr. Samura very much."
"If Sumina hadn't loved Mr. Samura, Sumina wouldn't have hated Mr. Samura so much."
Snap.
Tears ran down Souna's cheeks and dripped onto the leaves on the ground.
Zuo Cun breathed out the smell of alcohol, but he still didn't regain consciousness.
"I can't judge what happened between you and your father."
"But it's like you said-"
"You also love me as your daughter as a father."
"Zhenna is very happy to have a father like you."
Ezuna lowered her head, grabbing the hem of her clothes with both hands, and her hanging hair covered Ezuna's eyes.
"Shoina no longer knows what kind of feelings she has for Mr. Samura...but Sona knows one thing."
Ezuna slowly took Samura's hand and placed it in her own palm.
"Sushina can't lose Mr. Samura."
Her voice trembled slightly.
"So... I'm sorry, Mr. Samura."
Suddenly, Enana felt a hand gently touch her head.
He raised his head in shock and happened to see Zuo Cun's eyes.
Samura has adopted Souna for so many years, and this is the first time he has looked directly into Souna's eyes.
"You are not wrong, why are you sorry?"
Zuo Cun's throat was slightly hoarse, probably because he drank too much wine yesterday.
He smiled and gently stroked Souna's head.
When Souna looked at the gentle Zuomura, her tears turned into laughter in an instant.
She hugged Zuo Cun.
Samura coughed twice, gently pushed Souna aside, and stood up.
"You haven't had breakfast yet, I'll make it for you."
As he spoke, he staggered towards the house.
Ezuna looked at Samura's back, pursed her lips and smiled.
Mr. Samura, actually Souna didn't say a word.
Soina doesn't want to be Mr. Samura's daughter.
However, Soina should continue to be Mr. Samura’s daughter.
Ezuna walked into the room and looked at the suicide note lying quietly on the table.
Sighing, he rewrapped the suicide note and continued to carry it with him.
In fact, what Issei Koike wrote in his suicide note were all his thanks to Samura.