After seeing Kushida Kikyo out, Amasawa Yuto planned to finish the remaining hundred-plus pages of The Da Vinci Code and then go to sleep.
But before long, he heard a sound at the door.
He thought Kushida Kikyo had left something behind, but soon realized that—
Only Tsubaki Yuki had a keycard to his room.
After Yuki came in, she didn't say a word. She rushed straight into Amasawa Yuto's arms, and he could feel her breathing raggedly.
This wasn't the first time Amasawa Yuto and Yuki had hugged like this, but Yuki's embraces had always been restrained.
Not like now. Yuki's arms were locked tightly around his waist, her fingers clenched together behind his back, and her whole body pressed against him, from her chest to her stomach to her knees—with not a sliver of space between them.
"Yuki." Amasawa Yuto carefully lowered his voice.
Yuki didn't respond. Her body was trembling.
Her breathing was fast and shallow, as if she were breathing through her throat and her lungs had given up entirely.
The sight reminded Amasawa Yuto of how Yuki's parents had described her during the worst period of her depression.
He held her waist with one arm and gently stroked her hair with the other, waiting quietly for her to calm down.
After an unknown amount of time, Yuki finally murmured, "Just now... someone called me..."
At the mention of a call, Amasawa Yuto immediately understood. It was the mysterious person who had called him a month ago. This time, they'd chosen Yuki as their target.
"What did they say?"
"They said Professor Suzukake sent out a letter before he killed himself..."
A letter? That was more specific than the package he'd received a month ago.
It seemed the other party hadn't wasted the past month. They'd