Beach, seaside, villa, barbecue.
Everything that could be called a luxurious travel package was right before her eyes, yet Sakuya was somewhat restless.
"What's wrong, Sakuya?"
Meijia curiously leaned over and stared at her best friend.
"You look a little distracted. Is the barbecue not to your liking?"
"No, Meijia."
Sakuya shook her head.
"I've just been restless all day today, and I'm feeling extremely gloomy..."
"Gloomy? Why?"
"I don't know. It feels like someone took away a toy I liked... Um, sorry. I'm not very good at explaining it."
"Hehehe, could it be that time of the month?"
Shionji Yuko giggled from the side, then reached out and picked up a skewer of grilled meat from the barbecue grill. She subsequently lay down on the lounge chair beside them and leisurely drank cola with her meat while staring at the laptop on the small table.
"Of course not. I've been keeping track of my cycle properly."
Sakuya shot Shionji Yuko an exasperated glare, then withdrew her gaze and fell into thought.
"Could something have happened to Brother?"
"I don't think so. What could happen to that guy? Even if we died, he probably wouldn't."
Shionji Yuko clearly didn't take Sakuya's worries seriously. Meijia, however, thought for a moment before waving her hand. Soon, a maid came over carrying a telephone.
"If you're so worried about Mr. Duanmu, why don't you give him a call?"
Sakuya stared at the telephone in silence for a moment, then reached out and picked up the receiver.
At the same time, on the other side of Earth, it was still dawn. The warm radiance of the rising sun emerged from the horizon, illuminating the guest room before them---as well as the figures inside.
Bathed in sunlight was an extraordinarily obscene scene.
"Ah... ah..."
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