Okiya Subaru looked at Kamimori Michi, who was struggling to breathe, and silently lit a candle for the bad-tempered teacher.
At the same time, he could not help but breathe a sigh of relief—he felt he had been cautious enough today. Surely he had not caused such major interference with Uzo's script as "changing the murder weapon" or "altering the method of murder."
And since the killer had chosen a method like "stabbing the lungs," there had always been a certain chance of successful rescue unless poison had been applied to the needle. This meant that, in Uzo's plan, whether Teacher Kamimori lived or died was not all that important.
—In short, considering all that, Okiya Subaru firmly thought: This had nothing to do with him. He definitely had not interfered with Uzo's script!
Okiya Subaru: "..." Come to think of it, since Uzo had not killed Teacher Kamimori, he must have had another target.
What could it be...
Before Okiya Subaru could imagine any further possibilities, a burst of hurried footsteps came from the corridor.
The people in the Cooking Classroom snapped their heads toward the door. A group of medical personnel carrying a stretcher, along with several police officers, rushed in at the same time.
Okiya Subaru froze.
It was understandable that emergency responders had arrived—there was a large hospital nearby, so it was not strange for an ambulance to come quickly.
But... why had the police arrived so quickly too? Even the nearest Police Station was a full two or three kilometers away.
Perhaps his confusion had been too obvious. The elderly police officer glanced at Okiya Subaru and patiently explained, "There happened to be a murder case downstairs just now. We've been here for quite a while already."
After a pause, he sighed and