"There is nothing to be afraid of about thunder and rain. Uzo cannot control the weather. This only proves that what is happening now has nothing to do with him."
Maya Hashimoto hid in a seemingly safe room, holding a tea cup and taking a sip to calm down her shock.
He looked at the brightly lit residential buildings in the distance and muttered to himself: "It's just that weather like this always reminds me of the terrible thunderstorm on the plane... But what does this have to do with me? As long as I am determined
By not showing up and not interacting with anyone else, I won’t be dragged to the center of the stage.”
Thinking of this, and thinking of the two caretakers who were still busy outside for a group of students and had not come back yet, Maya Hashimoto sighed with pity and sympathy: "... I wish you good luck."
Just as he was about to go back to the bed and sit down to rest, at this moment, a panicked figure suddenly ran past the corridor dozens of meters away outside the window.
"...?"
Maya Hashimoto's heart skipped a beat, and she looked again and again, confirming that it was really a person: "..." He ran out alone at night, this person didn't want his life?!
He was silently shocked in his heart, completely forgetting that he was once a ruthless maniac who walked alone in the deep dark night, stabbing an organization's target.
Although there was no evidence, Maya Hashimoto seemed to see some bad premonition about to come true - it was as if an invisible curtain was slowly opening over the heads of all the islanders.
…
a few minutes ago.
Matsuzaki Haru returned to his room, strode to the bathroom without even turning on the light, picked up cold water, washed his face, and then exhaled heavily.
She thought she had gotten over the accident three years ago, but when she actually stood on the stage again, Matsuzaki Haru discovered that that too dazzling figure seemed to always linger on the stage and never left, making her
All the rest of them were reduced to supporting roles and shadows.
Just like when her brother went to visit the drama club, those gentle eyes should have been watching her the whole time, but in fact, Matsuzaki Masahiko's eyes were all on Tsukishima Fuyuko, as if she was the only real bright moon.
Others are just supporting stars.
The old theater just now was not equipped with good sound-absorbing equipment, and no music was played during rehearsals. Therefore, the audience sitting in the front row may not know that what they think they are "talking to themselves" actually often floats to the stage.
in the actor's ears.
"Is there really such a big gap?" Matsuzaki Haru smiled bitterly and wiped the water on his face, "Even today, three years later, you can still be full of praise and say, 'We are not as good as her'. It hurts so much."
Human words.”
She was talking to herself in front of the mirror, but suddenly she felt something was wrong.
There was something pressed against the cabinet door next to the mirror, as if someone had opened the cabinet door.
Matsuzaki Haru opened the cupboard door doubtfully, raised his eyes and suddenly froze, his pupils trembling slightly.
This was originally a place where she kept various toiletries and cosmetics. Although Matsuzaki Haru had lively short hair, it was just to distinguish herself from Toda Kiwako. Before falling in love with her brother, she also used to have long hair.
The gentle female student.
"From this point of view, Uzo's sudden and precise assassinations before were indeed not the so-called good luck, let alone magic, but the result of being very patient and paving the way bit by bit.
"Those so-called accidents and coincidences are actually inevitable. It's just that his behavior was too hidden and was not discovered by others."
"Amazing talent, extraordinary patience, precise control of people's hearts. Sure enough, those who achieve great things are all due to two factors: genius and hard work. Although the direction of hard work is scary...but it is undeniable that it is these that create that powerful person