My Reality is a Romance Game

Perhaps the reason for sending the email is related to Kuzora? However, if so, what is the relationship between Aya and Kuzuka? Only this could not be completely guessed. In fact, Kuzuka said he did not know Aya at all.

Certainly, Kuzora was not a woman who always remembers people who were not interested. You may have enough acquaintance. Just meet and talk and you'll know. Then, I will investigate Aya's house later. After doing what Aya wants, it's better to investigate.

[understood. Let's meet at that coffee shop at 9:00 tomorrow. ]

I created and sent an email. I didn't add any extra words, so I didn't know what he wanted to do.

"Tiriririri"

When I tried to put my mobile phone in my pocket after sending the email, the phone rang. I thought it was colorful, so I quickly checked the calling number. But the caller was another person.

"Hello"

"I am"

The person who called me was Mr. Hikami. No matter how you hear, Mr. Hikami's voice.

"What's going on, Mr. Hikami?

"Sorry, I'm a little busy ... Where are you now?"

I suddenly asked me for my position, as if I had answered it brutely. I thought I would meet, and replied here.

"Here is around the 00 station."

"I see. Is it time now?"

Her words are extraordinary. He answered me in an imminent manner.

"Yes, there is."

"Then I'll go there, so let's talk a bit."

"I see. Mr. Hikami."

Anyway, I didn't do anything right now, so I immediately agreed. There seemed to be circumstances that seemed to be in a hurry. I was nervous about something and waited for about 30 minutes, and a familiar car appeared. With her long hair fluttering, she, dressed as she was wearing that day, kicked out of the car door. It looks like they haven't returned home.

"What's wrong, Mr. Hikami? What are you in a hurry about?"

"that is…."

Hikami suddenly found me, rushed and hugged me. He stroked his head as usual to perform some ritual.

"I'm sorry. I'm a little busy ..."

"I see."

I was entangled and stroked Mr. Hikami's head. I did so for a while, but softly released Hikami's body. And spoke.

"From that day, my work suddenly entered a lot and I didn't have time to rest, because the young lady was specially nominated me to push me to solve the past naughty cases. It was a whirl, through my teacher so I couldn't refuse.

However, Mr. Hikami said, but closed his mouth. He seemed to be shaking his hands, as if he was holding something, so he held his hand. Eventually, Hikami couldn't finish the story he said, but instead turned to sesame.

"Well, nothing, because it has nothing to do with you ..."

Contrary to the words that nothing was, I was a bit scared of my eyes. But isn't it that you trust so much to leave a lot of work? Who is Kusora? If you have other intentions, kill them without hesitation. She is not a woman who complicates matters.

Thinking about that, Mr. Hikami suddenly led me to the front of the car. I relaxed and left my hand in her hand.

"It's not a problem. I just need to solve it because I took on the job. I just want to ask for a little opinion because I have no clues. Isn't Hasegawa better at this than me?"

Mr. Hikami heard me with eyes that completely trusted me. Even before this, she wanted to help with the uncle's murder. Hikami quickly opened the car door, took out the envelope for the documents and handed it to me.

"I have to go get rid of the villain, so I'd like to do a bit of a head-skilling job. If you read it and would like to know something, can you tell me anything? I think it's better than me, just read it. "

Having said this, there was no reason to refuse. I just received the document envelope. I was going to go home, so let's see it. However, it is unlikely that I can find anything with my ability.

"Then I'm back at work here. I'll contact you again. Sorry."

"I see. Hikami-san seems to be very busy. Come on."

"Yup"

Hikami nodded and opened the car door. When I started the car again, I waved from the car. I waved my hand and Hikami's car was quickly disappearing from view. I was left alone and came home with an envelope.

Then I took out the envelope. For now, three photos come out. They were two middle-aged men and a young woman. All pictures were taken of corpses. Documents showing the cause of each death were included, but all were strangled. Strangling is like a string, meaning that his neck was strangled and he died, but all three had very similar marks on his neck.

In other words, a corpse killed by the same technique. The woman was dressed in an apron and seemed to work easily. The men were like everyday clothes. To be honest, I didn't know anything. What can we find only by photography and cause of death? Indeed, Mr. Hikami.

I called her for the time being. However, I heard a voice the moment I tried to cut it because it did not come out after a while.

"Hello? Higami, are you busy now?"

"Sometimes I feel like I'm busy."

I heard some metallic noise. At any rate, it was like a battle.

"I see, I'll call back later."

"Sorry, wait!"

A call that was cut with a shout. Inevitably I had to put the documents in the envelope again and spend a boring time. Despite having supposedly slept so much, this boredom brought drowsiness, and he tried to sleep again. I woke up suddenly. Looking at the clock, he was sleeping for three hours. The promised time with Aya was approaching.

I prepared and went to the downtown area and entered the coffee shop. Aya had already arrived, despite arriving ten minutes ago. The face looks a little tired. There was a shadow under my eyes. Aya found me and got up from her chair. Then, when I sat down, I sat down in step with it. After all she was a polite woman.

As soon as she sat down, Aya bowed and apologized.

"I'm sorry. I told you I wouldn't contact you, but email me first."

"No, I'm rather welcome."

I answered, laughing, scratching the back of my head. So far, it was mediocre. She hesitated for a while, but cut out the story of Kuzora if she was going to get into the book at once.

"I think it's a bit selfish to call up suddenly and ask such a question while I refuse, but I still have to ask by all means. Is it a relationship?

"e?"

Speaking out loud at an outrageous question hurt the eyes of the people around me. She was so surprised that she talked so ridiculously that she lost her reason.