Okiya Subaru: "..." He had to find out whether Uzo was actually on the plane!
If he wasn't, then he could happily write it all off as a nightmare.
But if he was, what was the point of continuing to run?
Beside him, his colleague looked at him with a complicated expression. "...Are you okay? Don't tell me that Murder Case scared you?"
Okiya Subaru ignored him, closing his eyes to await death—or unconsciousness.
Yet after waiting for quite a while, he opened his eyes again and found that his vision was perfectly clear, without the slightest hint of dizziness.
—The water was still the same water; it hadn't been switched. He had always used this cup for Lemon Tea, and even after washing it, it still carried a faint lemon scent.
Judging by the timing, if someone had drugged his cup and then replaced the water after knocking him out, the new water wouldn't smell like this.
Okiya Subaru: "..." The water in the cup wasn't poisoned?
But earlier, he really had been poisoned by the water.
...There was only one truth, so had he been dreaming back then?
With "theoretical support," as he recalled that nightmare-like scene, Okiya Subaru increasingly felt that perhaps it really had been a nightmare.
—And now that he had returned to reality, there was no poison in the water, no Uzo on the plane, and Mr. Akai hadn't set him up. Everything was so wonderful.
A newborn-like joy suddenly struck him.
Just then, someone patted his shoulder.
His kind-hearted colleague seemed to have misunderstood why Okiya Subaru had panicked earlier and comforted him, "Haha, don't panic! In my experience, murderers usually have clear targets. You're so mild-tempered and hardworking—no one would be bored enough to come all this way just to kill you."