Miyoshi Asako looked over and saw the gentle older woman beneath a dim street lamp say to her, "Before you go surrender yourself, could we treat you to a cup of coffee?"
"You heard what I said just now?" She looked at the stranger, intending to refuse, but then she suddenly recognized the man accompanying the gentle lady—he seemed to be the helpful person from yesterday's magic show who had risked being scolded to rush onto the stage and save the "drowning" magician.
"..."
Her refusal stalled slightly. After a moment, Miyoshi Asako sighed. "All right. A hot cup of coffee before prison actually sounds pretty nice."
The lawyer's wife smiled at her. The three of them crossed the alley at an angle and headed to a nearby coffee shop.
Before long, a server brought over steaming cups of coffee.
Hashimoto Maya lowered his head and glanced at his cup. "..." Drinking coffee this late at night—would they even be able to sleep afterward? Should he ask the server to switch his for a glass of milk?
But the two ladies beside him were already sipping their coffee elegantly. As a grown man...
After a moment of silence, Hashimoto Maya silently picked up his cup. Forget it, forget it. It was perfectly reasonable for an Organization member who walked in darkness to pull an all-nighter.
While the cold-blooded Organization member quietly drifted off in thought.
Beside him, the lawyer's wife had already begun talking with Miyoshi Asako.
"Actually... I've killed someone too." The lawyer's wife gazed out into the night beyond the window and spoke softly. "My younger sister."
"..." Hashimoto Maya paused mid-sip, set down his cup, and silently scooted a little farther away.
Miyoshi Asako froze solid. As a former law-abiding citizen, her first reaction upon hearing such