"You ......"

"Hello ......"

"I just made you laugh."

"You ask why, and I don't want to answer that."

"Are you a relative of hers?"

"That's right...... This kid is quite pathetic. ”

"She's also talented, and she talks to me a lot about storylines and stuff."

"Huh? Do you still have a book? Alas? ”

"Is it okay to sign here? Do you want to write it for whom? ”

"Alright...... I didn't expect you to be a fan of my books. ”

She was also involved in the book "Funeral...... But I came to her funeral instead......"

It was the voice of a writer who had been driven away and abused by the victim's family at a funeral.

The voice was lifeless and depressed, and perhaps the writer teacher was not happy.

At this moment, the young man was sitting in a café with the writer drinking coffee. The young man also spoke to the writer in that falsely hearty voice.

"My girlfriend listened to me about the funeral and then clamored for me to keep a novel you wrote in my bag every day."

"She's desperate for your autograph."

"It's good to write here......"

"Writer teacher, are you and her just a simple teacher-student relationship?"

"I look at you more like best friends."

"It's no wonder that the writer teacher is also in his thirties, and it's really inappropriate to talk and laugh with a young strange girl."

"Naturally, it is inevitable that bad rumors and unreasonable others gossip."

"Because there is no evidence that you killed her, the writer, the teacher, people will be more suspicious of you."

"It's just because you're close."

"I can understand the writer teacher, you love her talent."

"But in the eyes of outsiders, there is some inexplicable relationship between the two of you."

"That's what her family should think, too."

"Teacher, do you have any other doubts?"

"Teacher...... What are you hiding? ”

"Since the teacher chose to be silent and I am about to sign the autograph, then I won't bother."

The conversation between the young man and the writer did not go very well.

Just after the young man's leather shoes squeaked a few times, the writer teacher stopped the young man with a loud voice.

"I do have doubts, but I hope you don't bother that kid......"

"Maybe I've been too tired lately...... I would like to say this to you when you meet for the first time......"

"I saw the kid push her down......"

"I couldn't say a word at the time, and I didn't dare to come forward......"

"I'm obviously a writer who writes suspense novels and their teacher, but I tremble timidly when I really encounter an accident......"

"They're all still ...... the world"

"I'm their teacher...... Am I wrong to do this......"

"At the funeral, I saw your companion go and look for the child......"

"Is her life going to be ruined like this......"

The writer's voice trembled, and he was panicked and distressed.

After listening to the writer's words, the young man did not react in any particular way, but listened carefully to the writer's statement.

"When the kid pushed her, the kid should have realized that his life was ruined."

"Otherwise, she wouldn't have disposed of it herself and thrown it in such an obvious place as the park."

"That kid is smart, but he uses it in the wrong place."

"Writer teacher, have you ever thought that she ruined another person's life, why should she let others understand her life?"

"A person's sins are not forgiven just because the other person is a child."

"It's also a very obnoxious perception."