Chapter 143 33: Typhoon Day
The sky was gloomy and it began to rain lightly.
The wind is a bit strong, and the plastic bags are blown to the sky to pursue freedom.
Saki Kondo chased out of the academy despite the raindrops, but Shirai was nowhere to be seen.
So I hurriedly took a taxi and planned to go directly to her house to wait.
But Kondo never expected that under such circumstances, Shirai would continue to work.
She didn't ask for leave yesterday.
Don't cause trouble to the boss.
"Shirai, if there is something wrong, go and deal with it first. I can handle it by myself." The store manager looked at Shirai's ashen face with worry.
"It's okay, store manager. I can continue." Shirai smiled numbly.
The store manager nodded slowly when he heard this and did not continue to persuade her. He just asked her to deal with some easier things.
By the time he got off work, the heavy rain had fallen. Shirai held an umbrella and walked weakly towards the tram stop.
The phone rang.
"Hello."
"Hello, is this Kyoko Shirai? I am the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department"
Lightning flashed across the window, followed by a thunder, which made Hirosue Yoshinomiya feel a little palpitated while he was having dinner with his mother.
"The strong typhoon will land tomorrow, so there should be no need to go to school." Hirosue's mother looked at the wind and heavy rain outside the window, "It has already been so windy and rainy before it makes landfall. It's really violent."
"Maybe, I haven't received the notification yet."
Hirosue said calmly, and then picked up the ringing phone.
“What happened?”
"Miss, there was an accident. Mr. Shirai committed suicide."
Hirosue Yoshimiya was startled, then took a deep breath: "Are you sure?"
< br>"Confirmed, Shirai Kyoko has been notified and went to claim the body." The voice over there revealed panic and couldn't help but defend, "He is indeed a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death. We have verified it, so we don't think he will commit suicide. , only one person was arranged to follow him, but "
"Give me the address," Hirosue said directly, ignoring the many reasons he said.
“Yes!”
After hanging up the phone, Hirosue looked at the food on the dining table in a daze.
"What's wrong? What's going on?" Hirosue's mother asked with concern.
Hirosue shook her head, smiled forcedly, and stood up: "I'm going to the bathroom."
Walking into the bathroom with a slightly messy step, she leaned against the door and stood quietly. a while.
Slowly coming to the mirror, she put her right hand on her heart, feeling the difficulty of breathing like asthma. She looked at herself in the mirror, stretched out her left hand, and gently touched the corners of her eyes in the mirror.
"Isn't it enough?"
After savoring the strong emotion, she pressed it down, and her complexion gradually returned to normal, lukewarm.
"Then let's be more intense."
Funeral parlor.
"According to nearby surveillance cameras, your father committed suicide by jumping into the river at about five o'clock this morning after drinking"
Looking at her father's body, she felt cold all over, wet by the rain.
The rainwater accumulated on my body dripped onto the floor, and I couldn’t tell which one was a teardrop and which one was a water droplet.
"Police officer, can you please leave me alone?"
"Well, please excuse me, I'm just outside."
The policeman walked out and closed the door. , only her and her father's remains were left in the room.
Gently holding her father's cold hand, reality finally crushed her. Her tears burst out like a burst dam. Her thin body stooped, took a few steps back, and leaned against the wall. She couldn't stop biting it. With trembling arms, she cried silently, tears and water dripped from her hair, and it started to rain in the morgue.
Amidst the low whimpering, there was some movement outside the door, and then after a while, the door was opened and closed again.
The footsteps approached Shirai and stopped in front of her.
In Shirai Kyoko’s hazy tearful eyes, a pair of familiar shoes appeared in her sight. The visitor slowly knelt down, it was Hirosue Ryōmiya with an indescribable expression.
Shirai seemed to have caught the only life-saving straw. He let out a cry, sobbed, stretched out his arms, and hugged Hirosue uncontrollably.
“What did I do wrong?!”
“I, I have worked hard to survive in this world!”
“Mom doesn’t want me, Dad doesn’t want me, no one wants me, no one wants me!”
Listening to Shirai’s hoarse and cathartic words, Hirosue said nothing, just waited quietly, waiting for Shirai’s mood to calm down a little. .
Then, she leaned into Shirai's ear and whispered like a devil.
“Do you know why the money is marked?”
Shirai’s sobs were interrupted. At this moment, Kondo Saki’s many words appeared in her memory, and she slowly relaxed. Kaiguang Mo, with pleading and disbelief, shook his head gently and looked at the suddenly strange friend in front of him.
"Eat it and I will tell you the truth." Hirosue Ryōgiya took out a Holy Son Pill and looked directly at her calmly.
Shirai picked up the Holy Child Pill with tears in his eyes, closed his eyes, and swallowed it in one gulp.
"Do you feel anything?" Hirosue asked.
Shirai shook his head, wiped away his tears, opened his schoolbag tremblingly, took out the intact cranberry cookies inside, and said with the last trace of desire: "Hirosue, are we friends?"
Hirosue's eyes gradually revealed disappointment.
"Even you can't do it."
She put away her disappointment. It was normal for the experiment to fail, and there was no need to be depressed about it.
He casually took Shirai's cookie, opened it, and poured it down.
The biscuits fell on the wet floor, mixed with rain and tears, and softened quickly.
"I arranged for your father's debt to be owed by him, and the contract you signed was also arranged by me. You can think that I killed your father."
Hirosue said coldly.
Shirai's eyes were red, and he struggled to move his gaze from the broken cookies on the ground to Hirosue, and said hoarsely: "Why?"
"It's just an experiment, no matter what. Now, the experiment is over, so be it." Hirosue glanced at Shirai and the body for the last time, left half a word without saying anything, stepped on the cookie crumbs, and walked out of the room.
Only Shirai Kyoko, who seemed to be abandoned by the world, was left, sitting slumped on the ground full of water and debris.
After coming out of the bathroom, Guangmo got into the car and asked the driver to drive home directly.
"Liang Gong, look who's here." As soon as he got home, Hirosue was pulled into the living room by his mother.
Hiromo took a look and realized that he was indeed a rare visitor.
"Oh, Sashi hasn't been here since she went to middle school. She said that school has already decided to have a holiday tomorrow, so you can have a good chat tonight. Sashi, sleep here tonight, just like when you were a child. I just want to go out, too. I want to play mahjong with my sisters.”
His mother babbled for a long time, leaving no room for them to talk. After finishing speaking, she packed her things and went out.
After the sound of the door closing, the two childhood friends looked at each other in silence in the living room.
"What did you do to Shirai?" Kondo broke the silence, her hair could be seen to be a little wet.
“Why didn’t I know when you became friends with her?” Hirosue’s smile was as standard as ever.
"Stop your disgusting smile." Kondo said coldly.
Hirosue's smile slowly disappeared: "Her father committed suicide, and she was in the funeral home."
"Did you do it?" Kondo walked up to Hirosue, their eyes met, as if lusting after him Breathing fire.
"You can think so." Hirosue did not deny it.
Pop!
The crisp sound echoed in the living room.
Kondo Saki's palms were red and numb, but Hirosue Yoshimiya's face did not leave any red marks at all.
"You are still so impulsive and naive. Considering our past friendship, I can pretend that what happened today did not happen, but please remember, Saki, you represent the Kondo family, don't let you His impulse dragged your family into the abyss."
Saki Kondo clenched his fists and left without hearing anything.
(End of this chapter)