The flight attendant nodded gently. "I'll get it for you right away."
She quickly turned and went to fetch the medicine.
As the flight attendant walked through the corridor, her footsteps were very light, but they still woke an alert graduate student who was half-asleep.
Okiya Subaru suddenly opened his eyes and turned to glance at the person in the corridor.
Seeing that she was only an ordinary flight attendant, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, then began surveying his surroundings.
Okiya Subaru realized with lingering fear that he had nearly fallen asleep—his will might have been strong, but he had stayed up for far more than just one all-nighter.
In fact, ever since learning the exact date of his escape, Okiya Subaru had spent every day on edge over Tokyo's countless Murder Cases, hardly sleeping soundly through a single night.
Fortunately, while he had been groggy, the plane had remained perfectly peaceful—no screams, no smell of blood, no corpses... and best of all, no Uzo.
Okiya Subaru: "..." Of course. How could Uzo be here? His boss... former boss wasn't even on this flight.
When he thought about it, these nearly ten hours on the plane really were a rare and pleasant chance to relax.
He yawned comfortably, leaned against the chair back, and did not fall asleep. He merely maintained a slightly relaxed posture and rested with his eyes closed.
Not long after closing them, Okiya Subaru uneasily opened his eyes to a slit again.
—There seemed to be some subtle movement in the direction of the group of four in the row ahead, the group he had been watching closely.
In the row ahead.
The short-haired woman seemed very uncomfortable and coughed a few times.
Her friend in the window seat beside her, the