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the next morning.

When Ito Mio pushed open the bedroom door and walked out, the woman's room was tightly closed, and she was probably still sleeping.

This is expected. Since ten years ago, the only man in the family, Ito Mio's father, and the woman's husband died in the line of duty, the woman hardly ever woke up early.

——The man's name is Hiromi Ito.

He died ten years ago, a policeman.

Mio Ito didn't know how he died. He only knew that one day when he came home, he saw a few men in black suits sitting in front of the case with their heads bowed. The woman who could still play the image of a gentle mother at that time looked confused Sitting behind the desk.

Seeing Mio Ito come back, the woman hurriedly said to her as if she was grabbing a life-saving straw:

"Hey... they said Hongshi 'xunzhi', what does this word mean? Polish? Residence? What the hell..."

The woman's face was full of confusion and panic that wanted to escape from reality.

Mio Ito suddenly stopped taking out the slippers from the shoe cabinet, and looked at the black suits in amazement:

"Dad... died in the line of duty?"

The man in the black suit looked serious, watching his nose, nose, and heart.

For a moment, Mio Ito felt that the air she was breathing seemed to come from the ground, with the heat of sulfur and lava, her trachea seemed to be scalded, and it instantly became suffocated.

Other memories of that day have faded.

I just remember that from that day on, this home slowly deformed like a swollen tumor.

A woman with only a high school education will live a life of a housewife after marriage, with almost no ability to work.

When Hiromi Ito died, she took the pension left by her husband, which was not meager but not generous, and was deflected at the crossroads of her life. She was attracted by the door-to-door believers, joined a strange religion, and lived a happy life. It became more and more decadent, a life like a sandcastle gradually collapsing.

Sell ​​the original house, and offer the pension and most of the house sale money to the leader in order to obtain "happiness in the afterlife".

Let yourself be manipulated by others, alcoholism, overeating, cigarettes and other things that paralyze the nerves, and the face and body that were originally beautiful are gradually decaying.

As for Ito Mio herself, the birthmark on her face is like an innate brand.

Even in childhood, when you meet people, you will only see faces with frowning brows, or eyes that seem to be lit.

However, as the years got older and the academic ability gradually improved, the students did not become more polite.

On the contrary, more and more bullying happened around me.

Fist, kick, burn cigarette butts, immerse head in a bucket, cut marks on arms with a knife...

Ugly birthmarks are like dividing the boundary between the enemy and the enemy. From the end of elementary school, to junior high school, and then to high school, Mio Ito will always be the person who is most likely to be bullied in the class.

Dark malice poured from the top of her head, wrapping her tightly inside.

Only very rarely, there will be a little bit of kindness from the outside world-such as the child named Mizuhara Manami.

...Maybe, and the manager of that bookstore?

Mio Ito thought about these things and finished washing silently.

In order to prevent the portrait from being damaged again, she hid the photo frame under her quilt.

Gently pushed the door open, then closed the door, accompanied by the familiar "creaking" sound, Ito Mio walked down the iron stairs step by step, towards the direction of Jingtai Academy.

Although there are still many scars on his body, and there are still bloodstains on his forehead that were wiped out last night, but unexpectedly, those places are no longer painful.

And - Mio Ito touched his chest, the faint warmth coming from the pendant seemed to carry a fresh breath of life, so that he didn't feel shivering even in such a cold.

This strange warmth reminded Mio Ito of the person who gave him this pendant.

"...everything is a dream in the blink of an eye, even life and death are our illusions."

What the man said last night is still in my ears, maybe there is some truth to the emptiness revealed in it, but for Mio Ito, the most important thing is...

"...He, did he see through what I was thinking?"

Ito Mio lowered her head in the morning breeze, thinking silently.

The doubt that Shigu may have seen through his deepest psychology is slowly fermenting in his chest. Perhaps being in an environment of being bullied will look very pitiful to others-but to Mio Ito, that is not the most important of.

Because there is something older and stronger in her heart.

That was her experience when she was still in the lower grades of elementary school.

At that time, the rabbit raised by the class was found dead in the cage.

Moreover, the state of death is very miserable.

Seeing this scene the next day, the most beautiful female student in the class cried in fright, and the boys were also dumbfounded.

The only ones who know where the rabbit lives and can seize the opportunity to do it are the classmates in the class.

Therefore, Ito Mio, who hardly interacts with other classmates and has a horrible birthmark, was unanimously identified as the murderer by the classmates.

The teacher also acquiesced in this judgment—maybe she already felt that the ugly girl who sat in the back of the classroom every day was an eyesore.

As for the woman who was still a gentle mother at the time, she just apologized, agreed with the teacher's judgment, and even agreed to transfer Mio Ito to another school. She also subconsciously thinks that Mio Ito is the "shame" she was born with. Although because of her husband's existence, she will be a good mother, but long before Hiromi Ito dies, she will project strange things to Mio Ito from time to time. Sight.

Only Hiromi Ito, Hiromi Ito came to the school with Mio Ito, and said loudly to the teachers and classmates:

"I believe that my daughter will not do such a thing. I believe that my child has the correct moral values ​​and will never harm a weak life. And everyone's disgust, the disgust of a student's appearance, in my opinion It is an extremely wrong thing—why can’t we use the facts to judge? I, Hiromi Ito, as a policeman, will do my best to investigate this incident until the real murderer is found and my daughter is cleared of suspicion.”

At that time, the figure of the man who swore to fight for his daughter was firmly inserted into Mio Ito's heart like a wedge. The man's back was as straight as a pole, standing directly in front of Ito Mio's vision like a straight clock tower.

And just seven days later, Hiromi Ito succeeded in catching the murderer who actually killed the rabbit through various evidence forensics and on-site inspections.

The evidence is convincing, the child was coldly regarded by his classmates, transferred to another school and left the class. On the other hand, perhaps out of guilt for the "wronged person", Mio Ito was also approached by his classmates for the first time, but these intimacy cannot be helped It lasted too long, and soon returned to the indifferent state at the beginning.

But—whether the classmates are close or indifferent, Mio Ito doesn't care.

The only thing that shocked her was the man who rushed into the classroom, stood on top of the podium, and spoke generously to the stunned teachers and classmates, trusting him unconditionally.

Hiromi Ito.

only he...

The body immersed in memories suddenly fell to the ground.

Mio Ito lay on the ground with her eyes wide open, and saw a familiar figure looking down at her from a high position.

——It’s that bad guy with the blond hair.

With a cigarette between her fingers, she frowned dissatisfiedly, and her high boots stepped hard on Mio Ito's chest, and the little girls around her laughed and surrounded the place.

"Why are you alone, where was that presumptuous glasses girl last night?"

She glanced around, because she didn't see the person she wanted to see, her face was a little clouded.

Withdrawing his gaze and looking at Ito Mio again, the blond-haired bad guy spat and "hummed" from his nose.

"...Tsk, it doesn't matter, anyway, you can have fun by yourself. Let's do it first."

Already anticipated what would happen next.

Mio Ito waited calmly without saying a word.

Then, fists rained down.