Dusk fell.
Huiqi placed the flowers in his hand before Kureo Mado's grave and murmured about everyday matters, most of them concerning Akira Mado.
"Your daughter's already an associate special class investigator..."
"She has her own squad now, too..."
"Time passes so quickly... I miss the days when we ate together..."
"You probably never imagined it in your lifetime, did you? The CCG is actually led by ghouls... How ironic."
"The V Organization really is a thorn in my side... The Washuu Family stands in my way, too..."
"Maybe... everyone will hate me in the end? But for peace, someone has to step onto the front lines."
"I hope Akira Mado can live without worries someday... She's only a child... Her ignorance is an advantage, but nobody wants to live in the dark, right?"
"My mind's made up... If I succeed, I'll come back to see you, Kureo Mado."
"To achieve my goal... this is the only way. Please forgive me."
After recounting the recent events, Huiqi took an envelope from inside his coat and slipped it into the compartment.
There were already many envelopes stored inside, densely covered in writing and accompanied by photographs.
Night fell.
With Kurona Yasuhisa and Nashiro Yasuhisa beside him, Huiqi headed toward an abandoned building.
Elsewhere, Yomo, 𩾇, and Touka Kirishima had gathered at the meeting place specified by the paper plane.
"What rotten luck... I really want to make it back alive... Kimi Nishino, I miss you. I wish I could see you one last time." Nishiki Nishio hung suspended from the building, with an endless abyss beneath him.
"Did you bring what I wanted?"
"We brought her. Let him down."
"Tch." Huiqi scoffed as someone approached him, seemingly planning a sneak attack.
A voice sounded in the darkness.
"Hah!"
A figure appeared