"Mother, it's kind of my private matter," Yuta says in a low tone, lowering his head while he fidgets with his fingers. Didn't he kill someone today? He has a feeling that he's going to be scolded harder if he tells her that his girlfriend killed him.
"Is it?" Rie makes him stand in front of her. Her smile is warm. There's a strange look in her eyes. Without a doubt, she won't let him go if he doesn't utter the damned name today. She's been pretending to not know for his sake. Now, she is glad that they don't have to lie to each other anymore.
He might be twenty-four or twenty-five, he's only a child in her eyes. Especially when he's standing in front of her like this, she can't help but feel that her boy needs protection and a lot of love.
How could she let his murderer walk free on this planet? There's always a chance that the murderer might come back and try to kill her son.
