Hashimoto Chisa takes a deep breath before going into the conference room full of the news reporters. She takes a look over everyone's faces, guessing the questions in their minds from their expressions and body languages. She is prepared for what is coming for her.
Wearing in a simple deep neck white dress and a scarf that doesn't hide the bruises on her neck completely, she has an aggrieved expression on her face. If one looks at her, they won't be able to tell how many hours she spent with her makeup artist to make her look like she didn't wear any makeup.
"I, Hashimoto Chisa, will confess my sins today." She announces with a hoarse voice.
The audience straightens their backs curiously, ready to bombard her with questions after she confesses the sins. The cameramen focus on her face. Her eyes are full of guilt and pain.
"My mother worked as a hostess who entertained men. My father was a convict."
