What a joke! Yuzuru Hanyu himself has set the tone, what problems could there be?
Should we question the testimony of this "important citizen" at the scene?
Does he still want his hat?
Does the Metropolitan Police Department still want electricity?
Sunlight streamed through the gaps between the tall buildings, illuminating the alleyway and dispelling the previous gloom and bloody atmosphere.
Miwako Sato slowly put her sidearm back into its holster.
She turned her head and looked at the boy beside her who had a look on his face that said, "I'm just an innocent witness and victim."
The golden sunlight fell perfectly on him, as if coating him with a warm and holy halo, so dazzling that it was hard to look away.
It was he who pulled her out of the mire of the past; it was he who gave her the courage to face hatred and make choices; and it was he who, after she made her choice, stood by her side without hesitation, providing her with the strongest support.
This nightmare that lasted for years has finally come to a complete end.
And her heart was completely illuminated by this ray of sunlight.
The police began busily processing the scene, setting up a cordon, and calling in the forensic doctor.
Takagi Wataru looked at Sato Miwako with a complicated expression, opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something.
But Sato Miwako seemed not to see his hesitant expression and outstretched hand, and walked straight past him toward Hanyu Kusunoki, who was leisurely stretching and loosening his muscles.
Her steps were firm, without the slightest hesitation.
Takagi Wataru's outstretched hand froze in mid-air, eventually falling limply to his sides. Watching the back of the man who walked unhesitatingly toward another person, his heart was filled with bitterness and disappointment.
He understood that some opportunities, once missed, are gone forever.
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