He was not the sort of person to surprise you when you passed him on the street, though it was mostly his own fault:
If he had really taken the time to dress up rather than wearing black every day, he might even have been noticed.
"Shiki, are you listening? I saw your mother today.
She said that since you were discharged from the hospital two months ago, you haven't really contacted your family.
Shouldn't you at least show your face at Regis Manor?”
"Hmm?" I replied listlessly, just as Cocourt had said.
"However, I really don't have any business there.”
"Oh, come on. Shouldn't you make up with your parents? After all, it's been two years. You haven't spoken or seen them since then.”
" If this will only make the distance between us grow further and further, then there's no point in having a meaningless door-to-door service or a meaningless conversation with them.
Still not real to me. It wasn't so fast after he was discharged.
I mean, it's still weird talking to you, what if I talk to those strangers?”
My patience with this question is wearing thin by the day. I hope he won't force me anymore.
"You know, things won't get any better if this continues.
It's not right for you to live so close to your parents and not speak.”
The sudden criticism made me frown. What was wrong with it?
There's nothing illegal between me and my parents. It was just that I lost some of my memories in a car accident.
We are recognized as a family by law and blood, so there is really nothing to talk about here.
Even though it seemed like a waste of time to me, Mikiya was always worried about anyone who deserved to die and their lives.
I Shiki was my friend from high school. We studied together at a private school that was famous for helping many students get into college quickly.
That day, I was looking for my name on the list of people who had passed the entrance exam, and I saw a name that caught my eye: ”
As far as the name goes, it's quite a special name. We were classmates, so this name has always been lingering in my mind.
From then on, I might have become Shiki's only friend. Since our school doesn't have uniforms and the clothing policy is more casual, many people wear all kinds of clothes to express themselves.
Even in such an environment, Shiki stood out. It was mainly because of the shirt.
At first, this particular choice of attire made it seem as if the Prime Minister himself had walked into the classroom and forced everyone to remain silent.
However, once people realized that Shiki was merciless to everyone, which was rare except for the teachers 'doubts, they started to stop caring about him.
Shiki didn't mind.
Whether it was intentional or not, this unapproachable elegance undoubtedly made the distance between the two pieces of clothing even greater, but Shiki's unique characteristics undoubtedly played a role in this.
Just like now, Shiki's face was covered in black hair, which was cut long enough to cover his ears.
However, it was clear that in Zhi Mu's opinion, maintaining it was a waste of time. It looked like it was being cut at will regardless of the consequences.
However, this wound happened to be at the height where people began to question Shiki's gender when they first came into contact with him.
But most importantly, Shiki's eyes can make you stop in your tracks. His eyes were sharp, as if he was witnessing something invisible, something 'other'.
To me, those eyes are a definition, a synecdote of a character.
But then, an accident happened…
"Those jumpers."
"What…? Oh, sorry, I wasn't listening."
Mikiya turned his head to me and listened.
"I said 'Jumper.'
Like those who fell off the sidewalk outside the building.
Do you think everything that happened was an accident, Miyatani?”
He was silent for a moment, actually trying to think seriously about this random question.
He put a hand under his chin, making detectives around the world look a little puzzled.
"Well, it depends on whether the person parachuting really wants to jump. As for how society will view this problem, they will indeed
"Falling from a height" was classified as an accident, so-"Not murder, not exactly suicide, not exactly an accident.
It's too vague,"I mused.
" I don't know if they realize that suicide will only bring more inconvenience to more people than they can imagine.
Maybe they should grab a handbook on the subject and die a little better.”
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