Wait until midnight...

No... No no no no...! This isn't the love I wanted!

Had I come here to watch a slapstick routine with Natsuhi and her husband? I hadn't! I'd come to fuck Natsuhi, not be fucked by her! Well, unless she wanted to. Listen, I'm an open-minded individual, okay? Point is, I'd thought this was going to be an open-and-shut case, but somehow, I was sleeping in a guest room while waiting for the storm to blow over. I knew good and well that wasn't going to happen.

Should I try to sneak to her room? No... There's no time left to use the Pink Trigger and it seems to weak to have any effect on her. Was I always so pathetic?

Amazingly, I found myself crying into the pillow of the guest bed I was sleeping in. Hadn't I been ready to die earlier? What was I mourning now? Well, it was obvious... I had a chance and I blew it. All I could do now was console myself with my own tears and try to convince myself that the story I'd written before I'd been transported here was better than the lame-ass way this one had played out. I was too upset to even masturbate, at this point, even though I'd fantasized about masturbating in the guest room on Rokkenjima so many times before.

I counted my tears as they hit the pillow... six... seven... At some point, the count became mixed with rain pattering against the window. Then I really was out.

I never awoke again, even though I was sure I'd set the chain lock before I went to sleep. Look, don't ask who killed me or how, alright? I told you, I didn't come here to solve a mystery...