The middle-aged man continued gently to the young woman, "But if we just leave the body here, then once someone sees it, the police will immediately investigate this entire cave seriously. We must have left behind traces like hair or footprints on the way in. If the police find them, we could be in trouble."
Hearing this, Vodka could not help touching his hair, which had been secured with both gel and a hat, then thinking about the perfectly ordinary tread pattern on his shoes. "..." Hah, I thought of that long ago. When it came to leaving no traces, nobody could beat me, a man scarred by Uzo!
Even after hearing his explanation, the young woman still frowned. She was not some complete novice when it came to crime. "We've never been caught by the police. Even if they find our hair, they can't match it to us. And even if they prove we came to this cave, what does that prove? Couldn't we have come here sightseeing?"
Though she muttered that, seeing her other two companions begin clearing away the body, she ultimately sighed and joined them.
The three of them struggled to lift Kamekura Yuji.
Just then, a beam of flashlight light shone from the fork in the passage. It swept around, then happened to land on the corpse's face.
A face with a bloody hole in its forehead, its eyes still open in death, was suddenly illuminated brightly, becoming the most eye-catching sight in the cave.
The three children who had wandered here after getting lost: "..."
The three corpse carriers: "..."
Vodka, who happened to be hiding among them: "..."
"Ah—!!"
The three children spun around and fled, scrambling away in terror.
Seeing the middle-aged man about to draw his gun and pursue them, Vodka,