"Don't tell me…" Kotaro hurriedly opened the bag, tears falling from his eyes, and what he saw inside was his mother's dead body, with blood coming out of her neck, which was evidently wounded by a sharp object.
Seeing his mother's appearance, Kotaro sat down bend his legs next to her and held her soft hands as he burst into tears and sad screams filled with anger.
The scene touched the hearts of everyone in the center, and after a few minutes, he suddenly stopped crying and fell unconscious..
Two days later, he woke up on the hospital bed and remembered the scene he had seen a few days ago, so he started crying in silence.
During the previous two days, a funeral was held for Mrs. Shamak, which was attended by only a few people, some of her close clients in addition to the Kotaro teachers, the policemen who found her body, Ryota and Akina.
"I wonder how much Kotaro is suffering now," Akina grieved.
"We should be with him now." Akina wanted to stand with Kotaro, but Ryota disagreed: "No, let's leave him alone for a while."
"Yeah, you're right," Akena retracted her decision.
Kotaro came out of the hospital rushing to the cemetery, taking with him some of the flowers that his mother used to love, and after he arrived, he sat in front of his mother's grave and started crying again..
This woman was his mother, after all, and he would not be able to get used to leaving her easily.
"Why did you leave me mom, what am I going to do now without you" Kotaro kept talking to his mom. After evening came and the sunset approached, he returned home without appetite to eat anything and fell on his bed asleep.
The day passed and the next morning came, Kotaro stayed at home and didn't want to go to school or do anything.
in the next day
"Knock, knock." In front of Kotaro's house, he knocked on the door.
"Open Kotaro, these are us," Akina shouted.
"Go back to where you came from, I don't want to see anyone and don't wait for me to come to school, I won't go there anymore." Kotaro refused to open up to them.
"What nonsense are you saying, because of your mother's death you want to destroy your life, Mrs. Shamak would be sad if she heard you say that" Akina expressed what was inside of her.
"Shut up and leave at once" Kotaro shouted angrily.
"Come let's leave Akina, his pain hasn't recovered yet" Ryota understands what his friend was feeling, as he too had lost his parents before.
At the top of the hill behind a tree appeared the shadow of a person who was watching what was happening and listening to the conversation that took place between the three.
After Ryota and Akina leaving him, Kotaro entered his small room that contained only a bed for sleeping, a study desk and a small drawer with some clothes. Then he opened the window to breathe some cool spring air and brought a set of documents and notes belonging to his mother.
After he saw the mark of the cut on his mother's neck, he knew that she had been assassinated, and there was no other reason that led to her death, even the idiot would know this and of course, she didn't want to commit suicide. She's better than that. That's why Kotaro wanted to find out who did it and avenge it and probably one of her clients did this, so he took a look at his mother's diary and list to look for any suspicious person.
"I don't know these people very well, but my mother always mentioned that they did not mistreat her and treat her well, and some of them were more than just clients like Mrs. Mirai, so who did it?" Kotaro couldn't guess who killed his mother, so he wanted to ask these people directly and knows the truth from them.
After closing the window, Kotaro walked out of his room, then left the house, heading towards the first customer who called his mother three days ago, and then asked the second, then the third, and so he came to the last person, but he did not find any evidence to tell him who killed his mother.
After evening fell, Kotaro returned home, disappointed, entered his bedroom and closed the door.
"Hello" Suddenly, a strange man's voice entered Kotaro's ear.
This caused him to feel cold along his spine and stop moving after he was a step away from the bed.
"Who are you? How did you get here?" Kotaro turned around, facing the strange voice that turned out to be a man in his forties with a short black beard and brown hair with some traces of gray, wearing a formal business suit like a famous businessman.
"Wow, how impolite you are. Is this how you greet someone who is older than you?" The man said with a smile.
"Shut up and answer my question" Kotaro shouted.
"Don't worry, I have no motive to hurt you," the man spoke again, showing his goodwill.
"Did you go in through the window? No, I'm sure I closed it." Kotaro was terrified and for a moment thought that maybe this man in front of him was the reason for everything.
It was natural that anyone in this situation would have made the same expression, but the following sentence shocked Kotaro and made him listen, "My name is Cesar Light, an old friend of Réonal Shamak." The man introduced himself.