Aoi Xiu glanced at her daughter who was sitting like a lifeless doll in the car. Her grandson had just caught sleep after crying for awhile, as if sensing the distress from his mother.
When they were back in the Xiu estate, Midori went straight into her room and shut the door behind her.
Takagi Ryuuji placed a hand on Aoi Xiu's shoulder and nodded meaningfully before he went after Midori upstairs.
He knocked. When no one answered, he slowly turned the knob and pushed the door open.
He expected Midori to be back on the bed, expressionless, like a mannequin. However, he found the bed empty. The gush of cool breeze gave him the instinct to go out to the balcony as its curtains were swaying with the wind, inviting him.
True enough, he found her standing at the balcony, her arms leaning on the railing.
However, to his surprise, she had an expression.
