The next day, Yu Haibara grabbed Kento Nanami and pointed at Miwa Chisei and Satoru Gojo, looking utterly at a loss.
"They r-r-really... really..."
"Are you trying to say they're really together?"
Kento Nanami adjusted the glasses on his nose, looking perfectly composed.
"It was only a matter of time. There's no need to make such a fuss. And please stop looking at me with pity."
Yu Haibara sheepishly averted his gaze and scratched his head, looking as though he had been caught out.
Satoru Gojo, meanwhile, wore a smug expression that practically said, I got the best birthday present ever, making Suguru Geto reluctant to look at him at all.
Miwa Chisei watched the people before her calmly, until her ringing phone interrupted the commotion.
The call came from an unfamiliar yet oddly recognizable number. Miwa Chisei answered casually, but after just a few words from the other end, her expression immediately froze.
"All right, I understand. I'll come back right away."
When Miwa Chisei hung up, Satoru Gojo could clearly see her hand trembling.
She was hardly a fragile girl. What had happened now?
"Satoru, I have to go back to Tokyo now. Uncle Yuto... killed himself at the sanatorium."
Everyone's expression grew grave at the news, but Satoru Gojo merely raised a hand and stroked Miwa Chisei's cheek.
He spoke slowly, his voice carrying a natural, soothing warmth.
"I'll go back with you."
Miwa Chisei was not the type to coyly insist that he needn't bother. She simply nodded and accepted Satoru Gojo's tenderness.
They changed their tickets to an afternoon flight and hurried back to the Jujutsu sanatorium in Tokyo. When the doctor on duty discovered Miwa Yuto's death, a suicide note had been sitting on the desk in his room.
It expressed his remorse and