The Nanahara living room remained silent for a long time, with both Nanahara Takeshi and Kiyomi Liuli immersed in their own thoughts. Finally, it was Kiyomi Liuli who broke the silence. She took a small bite from a meatball, forcibly cheered herself up, and asked Nanahara Takeshi, "So, how does this relate to Old Mrs. Aokawa's 'prophetic dream'?"
She felt a great deal of sympathy for Kameda Atsushi. In a mere twenty minutes or so, it was like watching a film of life itself, empathizing with the sorrow of an ordinary adult driven to inconsolable weeping by despair. But she was just an ordinary high school freshman, her mind still slow to comprehend. Even sympathizing couldn't change anything, the only option was to collect herself and continue pursuing the truth.
Nanahara Takeshi regained his senses as well. While eating, he sighed and said, "That was purely accidental, Kameda Atsushi was really unlucky."
"Why do you say that?"
