One night, when it had been two months since the communication between Saori and Isshiki began, Kyoko’s husband, Shuichi came home late at midnight.
Kyoko already went to bed in her room. She used futon-bed and her room had a tatami floor, next to living room on the south side, opposite Shuichi’s room on the north side. She shut the Fusuma door, which is a kind of Japanese style sliding door.
“Damn! Bastard! Hell! Where has he gone?”
Shuichi muttered bitterly and passionately as if he spit out, as soon as he came into the living room.
He seemed to have been drinking alcohol. Kyoko got into bed with bated breath. After drinking some water in the kitchen, he left the living room for his room.
‘Bastard’ grasped Kyoko’s heart…….