Kaya’s voice rang in my head, and her words played repeatedly like a broken record in my mind, making me shivered from my neck down to my back. My body stiffened from the tension, and I felt the hostility in the atmosphere surrounding the house struggled and suffocated me.
There was this unknown and overwhelming feeling of terror that was gradually engulfing and eating me. It was not the same feeling of terror I felt when I witnessed the murder of my parents. At that time, I felt a kind of terror that could easily make me lose my sanity, right there and then, if I did not get a hold of myself.
My eyes slowly shifted to the man beside Kaya; to Nishimoto who was meeting my gaze with great intensity. His face and body features were the same as before; his eyes were as cold and stern a
