A few meters away.
Hearing Vodka chase after him, Kenzaki Osamu turned around in surprise.
The corridor door, which had been pushed halfway open, stood ajar.
Vodka's gaze swept over it, and he immediately saw that something was wrong—there seemed to be blood droplets splattered across the middle of that stretch of corridor floor.
Vodka ran over to Kenzaki Osamu's side and, under everyone else's puzzled gazes, carefully examined the floor.
Then his eyes narrowed slightly. There was no mistake—this was definitely blood.
And on closer inspection, there was more than one drop.
It trailed all the way from the bathroom door to the entryway outside.
The dark blood was hard to notice against the dark flooring.
But Vodka was often ordered to clean up crime scenes under Gin's piercing stare. He was extremely familiar with things like bloodstains and spotted them at a glance.
"..." Vodka stared at the droplets of blood, lost in thought.
He looked at Kenzaki Osamu, then turned back toward the living room.
—None of the people within sight were injured, so naturally, none of them could have dripped that much blood.
And at tonight's party, the only two people whose conditions were currently unknown... were Uzo and Miss Kaoru.
As for whose blood was on the floor, it was impossible to suspect Uzo even if one thought with their toes.
Which meant...
"..." Miss Kaoru—!!!
Vodka slammed a fist into the wall.
Earlier, to keep Kenzaki Osamu and the manager from sneaking out and murdering the isolated Kusano Kaoru, he had kept a close watch on the two of them.
Later, when neither of them made any suspicious moves, Vodka had begun to think that perhaps he had overthought Uzo attacking Miss Kaoru. Maybe Uzo's targets tonight had actually been Kenzaki Osamu and