"Maybe it's the same name and surname." She spoke softly, but she didn't believe it herself, so she changed her words and said, "Maybe the hospital made a mistake. I was very impressed by the car accident, because there were so many injured people and it was very chaotic, the corridor of the hospital was full of people and crying, the police and family members who came and went were very chaotic, and even the walls of the corridor were stained red by the blood that had been accidentally scratched...... It's purgatory."

"More than 100 people were killed, and the injured were conservatively estimated to be several hundred, and several passenger buses overturned on their sides and caught fire...... In short, in that case, there is a mistake in people's feelings."

"Maybe there was such a situation in the police department, but ten years ago, some systems and file classifications were really not perfect." Lawyer Matsuda changed his words: "But the death certificate issued by the hospital is not child's play, especially if it is an accidental death, and a forensic examination is required. I can understand Nanami's feelings, but I also asked my friends at the Sapporo Police Station that there is really no girl named Maao Asai in the local area, and naturally there is no possibility of the same name and surname."

"Please, mourn and change!"

The phone hung up, and Nanamiya didn't even notice it until the screen went out.

She just looked at her phone calmly.

Maybe it's just that she doesn't know what kind of expression she should show now, after all, she was born with a turbulent temperament and few joys and sorrows.

As for what Matsuda said at the end, she didn't even hear it, and her attention was all focused on remembering the appearance of the bad little guy who had learned badly from her sister.

The pride is like a white swan, but it washes away the lead and hides it.

Only that bad character proves that she and herself were under the same roof, eating the same woman's cooking, and listening to the same woman's nagging.

I and the little guy met at the campus festival of Waseda University in Tokyo more than ten days ago.

Himeno walked up to her and grabbed her hand and held it, worried, "Xiaoya, your face is not very good."

"I'm fine......

Nanamiya shook her head, took her hand off, and patted her on the back of her hand as a sign of comfort, before walking over to the computer and sitting down.

Until this moment, she still didn't believe the fact that Mao Asai was dead, there must be something wrong.

How can a person die after studying for more than half a year under his own nose?

Opening the campus forum and using the Hokkaido network to log in to Waseda's campus intranet is actually a very torturous thing.

The Tudou server and the poor signal in the mountains, the network speed is only tens of kbs per second, and it takes more than ten seconds to load an unclear picture.

In the end, except for some small icons, most of the photos on the intranet show a "cross" or "crack" prompt, which means that the web page is not fully loaded, and it cannot be completely loaded under the current network conditions.

But that was enough, even if the web was just moving forward at a rapid pace, she had to find out what was going on.

The school doctor is also the faculty and staff of the school, and there is a specific establishment.

Even because the school doctor has to put the student's case in the file for all professors to call, he has more power than the average professor. ….

Logging into her personal account, she flipped through the registration status of students in the school since the beginning of this year.

If memory serves......

She had come to get the medicine once.

The record I prescribed to her at that time said that it was an ibuprofen capsule, but in fact she took away a bottle of colorless and odorless potion.

Faced with a page showing 30 notes, a total of more than 1,000 pages of records of buying medicine, seeing a doctor, and hanging a doctor, Nanami stared intently, looking carefully, for fear of missing any of them.

Himeno had already dressed, pulled a small chair and leaned over to look at her.

Although she didn't know what she was looking for, Himeno knew that she needed company now.

After all...... Nanami-sama, who has always been cynical, rarely has such an expressionless serious look.

Finally, when I turned to page 300, the mouse landed on a person's name and stopped.

"Nanami Mako."

Naoki Natsume stared at the name and read it softly.

He was in his bedroom at the moment using his laptop to log in to the deadly campus intranet.

The ID account uses the administrator identity of Asai as the master of the back garden who dominates the daily deletion of post management.

Easily, he found out about her in the personal files of all the students.

It's just that the photos are exactly the same, the birthday and age are the same, and there is no problem with the major, and it is the same information science and engineering discipline as myself.

He was admitted to Waseda University with excellent results in the first place in his major and the second place in the whole school, but he was only inferior to Amamiya Chizuru in terms of grades, and the difference between the two was a millimeter.

But the name on the file is written on Nanami Mako.

"And who is Asai Mao?"

He looked at the photo on the screen, and the girl faced the camera calmly like an ancient well, without a smile on her face: "Who is the name of the person engraved on the stone tablet?"

He closed the web page and sat down at his desk to flip through his diary.

The diary was written before the age of eight.

His face was as calm as Nanamiya in Otaru City.

Because there is no other expression that can better express his heart at this moment.

Although the diary mentions Mao-chan, there is no doubt that the girl is named Asai Mao.

Because it was written [the Asai family].

The door to the room was opened.

Asai walked in wiping his wet hair.

She wore a white shirt, Naoki Natsume's clothes, which she used as pajamas and bathrobes.

Because of her height, she wears it like a dress and can hang down to the base of her thighs.

This will cover the privacy of the vacuum.

In addition, there is a benefit, which is more convenient.

As for who is convenient......

Asai looked at Naoki Natsume, who was sitting at the table in a daze, thought for a moment, then walked to the side of the bed and lifted the quilt and got in.

The room with no heating and only air conditioning is still a little cold, and the warm quilt makes the diligent maid quite like.

A bad-tempered tanuki cat also needs to have a warm nest, right?

Naoki Natsume looked at her graceful figure reflected under the lamp and the small waist that was exposed by raising her hand to pull her hair, and lowered her head to caress the diary with her hand and close it.

He also walked to the side of the bed and lifted the quilt to go in, and Asai raised his hand to replace the lamp with the dimest brightness that was more ambiguous. ….

"Something I didn't expect." She unbuttoned it, took off her shirt and put it on the chair casually, and then slid it into the quilt with a slight slide, and tucked the horns around her neck to prevent the wind: "I thought you would be more proactive."

I don't look like a teenager who just knows how delicious apples are.

Naoki Natsume hugged Asai from behind and hugged her tightly, for fear that she would walk away from her arms.

He rested his head on her shoulder and took a breath, sniffing the tips of her hair.

Probably slightly itchy from his snort, Asai's shoulders trembled, and then shrank back into a warm place.

At this time, he was held in his arms by the man behind him, and the warmest place was self-evident.

Naoki Natsume took a few deep breaths and calmed down.

Although he was upset by the fact that after returning to Hokkaido, some of the puzzles were solved and more came up, and this time, especially today, had upset him, but at this time, holding Asai in his arms, he knew at least one thing.

No matter who she is, what she loves is the beauty in her arms.

"I accompanied Amamiya Chizuru to the outskirts of Sapporo this afternoon." He spoke.

Asai paused, his voice soft but tinged with displeasure, "Do you have to say it at this time?"

"Her mother died in a car accident ten years ago." Naoki Natsume was still talking to himself.

When he said this, he noticed that the Asai body in his arms trembled slightly, as if the news touched her most sensitive

sensory nerves.

"And then." She asked.

It seems that mentioning other women at such times is less important.

After asking, she pursed her lips and whispered, her cheeks a little red.

Naoki Natsume did the same, frowning slightly, as if he wanted to spit out all the turbidity in his chest from his nose.

"I followed her to the place where the car accident happened, and there was a stone tablet with the names of the people who died in the car accident." He said, "I saw your name on it...... If that's you."

He hugged her tighter, fearing that as in fairy tales, if he broke the spell, the mermaid would disappear into nothing.

The two men clung to each other.

"Tell me, okay?" His voice was low, "Asai Mao and Nanami Mao, which one is you, and what's the matter with the other?"

Maybe she was just surprised that Amamiya Chizuru's mother also died in the same car accident, and the touch she trembled just now was not only because of Naoki Natsume, but also because it turned out that Amamiya Chizuru actually had the same experience as her.

But for everything he asked and learned afterwards, Asai didn't seem surprised at all, and seemed calm.

It was as expected.

Calm and graceful have always been her strengths, and they are also the shining points that attract his love.

But Naoki Natsume has never been like this for a moment, and I hope she is not so calm.

"Where did you know?" She kissed him lightly on the cheek as she replied.

Naoki Natsume said honestly, "I used your administrator account to check the student files on the campus intranet."

Asai said calmly, "Actually, there's nothing to hide, it's just there, I thought you'd be able to find it soon after you became smarter...... I've been ready for a long time, ready for your questioning, angry or puzzled...... I think it's good to be like this tonight, thank you."

There was a slight tremor in her calm tone.

Not because of the content.

It's because of him.

"Tell me the truth, Mako." Naoki Natsume kissed her lips and met the moonlight in her eyes, "I don't want to hear thank you, you don't have anything to apologize to me, you do this...... Instead, it made me feel strange. The thought that this is about you, the thought that I might lose you, makes me feel like I'm going crazy!"

"Let's be a little crazier, Brother Naoki." Her eyes began to darken, and she invited softly, "At least now, tonight, at this moment, I won't run away. So...... Can we talk about that later? I like the way you are attentive, since you were a child, it hasn't changed."

With that, she closed her eyes and kissed it.

The clouds outside the window began to weep again.

Tears like frost and snow.

Owls