But now Kanon was no different from the rest of them.
They were all just children of similar age, grieving for loved ones they had lost. After watching the children leave, Natsuhi Ushiromiya gave Genji her instructions.
"Genji, contact the police immediately. They will most likely have to wait until the typhoon passes before they can come, but they should at least tell us what we ought to do."
"Understood. I will use the emergency radio."
Hearing that, Natsuhi Ushiromiya remembered something. Right, the telephone had stopped working today.
But when living on a remote island, telephone outages were to be expected, so they had prepared a radio as well.
For now, they would contact the police and ask for instructions. Everything else could wait until they got through.
"Doctor Nanjō, is there really nothing more we can do here?"
"Unfortunately, there is nothing I can do."
"I understand. Genji, can you at least find something to cover my husband and the others' faces? It must be unbearable humiliation for them to be seen like this."
"Yes, ma'am."
Genji picked up several towels hanging in the warehouse, but Eva immediately stopped him with a sharp cry.
"Wait. Hold on, this is a crime scene, isn't it? Then we cannot touch anything without permission. We did walk in because we did not understand what was happening at first, but covering them would certainly interfere with the police investigation."
"..."
Natsuhi Ushiromiya glared at Eva with an unhappy expression.
Objectively speaking, Eva was right. But when Natsuhi Ushiromiya thought of how miserably they had died, how they could not even be left with whole bodies after death, and how she could not even cover their faces, she felt she had to at least glare at Eva in protest.
However, Eva's words were