Shimizu spoke to Aiko who held his hand by his side, it was just monologue of words which couldn’t be understood in a muttering whisper. Aiko looked at the surrounding for help, but all of them averted their eyes. It was already hopeless. Moreover, the expressions of not wanting to help vividly appeared on them.
Aiko clinged to the last straw as she looked back and shouted to the Hajime who was there.
“Nagumo-kun! That medicine from before! If it is now-! Please!”