When the World Health Organization arrived, it is said that the burning mansion lit up the dawn.

�Puuuuuu.��Seriel, who closed the number 13-465 file, saw Clovis lying on the bed.

It was black and hard like charcoal.

�Is it just incineration?�

After signing the file written by the mind wizard, he stood up and the inspector covered the body with a cloth.

�yes.�I tried to contact them, but no one came forward to hold the funeral.�It is natural.�

It was a lonely death.

�all right.�Please treat it like this.��Seriel�s expression after leaving the mortuary remained calm until he returned to the laboratory.

What greeted her was a note on the wall and a large graph with timed records.

Reality rushed in.

�ha.�

The kind of life the victim lived has long been buried in the hundreds of reports that arrive every day.

�ha!�ha!�ha!�

Why can�t it be cured?

A sense of helplessness rose, and I desperately raised my anger to deny it.

�Aaaaa!�it�s annoying!�

He tossed whatever he could see.

�Hold on!�I have to be patient!�

Although he knew that anger could not solve the problem, his body was not controlled by his brain.

Sirone strongly opened the door to the lab.

�Seriel!�what�s the matter?�

When I came to my senses, the room was a mess and blood was flowing down my fingertips.

�Are you hurt?�Why are you so excited, not like you?�

As I approached to check the wound, Seriel lowered her arm and spoke in a trembling voice.

�Sirone.�

After reading the despair in her eyes, Sirone realized that the blood was not the problem.

�Seriel, it may be difficult, but���

Seriel buried her face in Sirone�s chest, clutching at her collar and crying.

�iced coffee����Aaaaaa���

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