Now that I think of it, I haven’t told you my name yet. I’m Ninomiya Naoya. I’m a third year in the Mathematics department at the same university as you.
Huh? Uh…yeah… I knew your face, because I’ve seen you sometimes in the cafeteria. But it’s by chance that I involved you in this. It’s not because I knew you!
Huh? What? You also knew me?
Our campus is not that big so I guess it’s not strange to have seen each other. Ah, then maybe you also knew him? He’s tall and flashy.Huh? You know me but you don’t know him? You’re strange. Usually it’d be the other way around, right? I wonder if this kind of blood stained can be washed off. It’s a lot. This is all…that guy’s blood.
Go to th police? I can’t do that! If I turn myself in now, I’ll only be taken as the criminal and get arrested. My fingerprints are on the knife too. And I’ve been seen standing next to the corpse with the knife in my hand. Plus, I also fled from the scene of the crime. How could anyone not think I’m the criminal?
[02:07]
Plus, the police probably thinks I had a motive.
Hey! Don’t misunderstand! It’s not that I hated him or something! But the people in the same department as me saw us quarrel yesterday! The cause of our quarrel wasn’t that big of a deal, and it wasn’t something that I’d hold a grudge for! I just got unusually emotional. But it’s true that I quarreled with him. If the police investigate that, they won’t believe what I say!
Huh? What are you saying? It’s not that easy to search for the criminal! I’m a suspect in the first place…
Huh? If I noticed something? Do you mean at the crime scene? I couldn’t…I was completely confused at that moment and I didn’t have the composure to look at my surroundings…ah! Huh? No…It’s something really trivial, but… even though his clothes were neat, his room was very dirty. He was a guy who’d make a mess in 30 minutes after tidying up. The shoes were always left at random in the entrance way without putting them away somewhere. At that time, they were lined up neatly. I remembered thinking that maybe someone was there before me.
[04:07]
That’s right… Usually, the one who does something like that is a woman.
Something else? Um… Ah, I know! When I was in the entrance way and wanted to enter the room, I was about to step on something but I dodged it. It was a woman’s accessory…that thing you wear on the ears. Yeah, that! It was an earring. Women come and go in his house so I didn’t mind it much, but it’s possible that it’s something the criminal dropped, right?
Uh…it’s impossible to find the criminal just by remembering something like this…
And … I don’t want to talk bad about dead people but it’s true that he had a lot of relationships with women. He worked at night and he received many things from women. We argued because of that sometimes. How should I say it…he was too kind. He had good kindness, but was a gut who also had bad kindness. He couldn’t say he didn’t need something he was given, and he couldn’t turn down someone who said they wanted to meet him. Yesterday too, when I asked him about his watch because it seemed a very good one, he told me with a troubled expression that he received it from a woman. I said he shouldn’t have accepted it if he was going to make that face and he looked irritated by that…then we started quarreling. Maybe…maybe…it’s just maybe but…maybe there was a woman who hated him enough to kill him.
[06:47]
Why did it get to this…? Isn’t this all a prank of his? If I go back to his house, I’ll find him drinking nonchalantly. Everything’s actually a joke, right? he didn’t really die, right?
Hey, I told you not to move as you please!
Why are you suddenly sitting next to me? What are you saying? I don’t need you to console me…! Anyway, do you even get what kind of situation you’re in now? You’re locked in a closed room alone with a crime suspect! You’d usually be more scared, wouldn’t you?
It doesn’t matter that we knew each other from before…we never even talked to each other until now. Achoo!
Huh? What? A blackout?
[08:00]
Sit here and wait.
Uh…is this it? It won’t turn on… We didn’t do anything to trigger the breaker to drop. Maybe it is a blackout. It’s raining heavily outside.
It’s really pitch dark and I can’t see where I’m stepping. Won’t you say something? I’ll guide myself by your voice. Ah!
Ow…Ah, sorry! Did I hurt you? I really didn’t do it on purpose! It really is pitch dark and I couldn’t see anything! I’m glad it’s a blackout. I think I’m making a face I couldn’t show to anyone.
[09:05]
Darkness is strange, isn’t it? If we stay like this, we don’t know which part’s a dram and where reality starts. Is this moment reality or a dream? Or maybe it’s a dream I see in my dream? It’s getting vaguer by the moment. I wonder where I am right now…Maybe I forgot I was already caught and when the lights will be on, I’ll remember I was in a cold prison cell.
Uh? Did I really not kill him? Maybe I actually just don’t remember and I did it with my own hands…
No! I didn’t