Seiji quickly walked back home.
He had already left what had happened behind him and only wanted to get home as quickly as he could.
Suddenly, his cell phone rang. It was from an unfamiliar number.
Was it from Airi Fuuma?
He took the call.
"Hello, who’s this?"
"Big brother…" He heard a little girl crying.
It was indeed Airi, but why was she crying?
"Fuuma-chan, what’s the matter?" Seiji stopped in his tracks.
"I… my brother… wahhhh—"
She sobbed uncontrollably.
Seiji had an ominous premonition.
"Fuuma-chan," he said firmly, "I’m listening to what you have to say. Try to calm down and tell me what happened."
The little girl continued to sob.
Seiji patiently waited for her without speaking another word.
After she'd cried for quite a while, he spoke up again in the gentlest tone he could manage: "I’ll help you, so try your best not to cry, and tell me what happened."
"Big brother…"
