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<h6 class="has-text-align-center">First conversation in sixteen years</h6>\nIt was possible that the secretary would contact me, but it was clear that the person I was talking to on the phone was Takatsuki himself. Perhaps as a precaution, his voice had been changed with a voice changer or something, but his frivolous way of speaking was the same as in high school. However, I felt a sense of discomfort. For a politician, his voice was really weak and lacking in power. I got the impression that he was scared of something.
The first thing that comes to mind is the fact that the person who is calling you is a politician. It’s a very naughty prank.
“I am Hiro Kimura himself, the man who committed suicide sixteen years ago. Takatsuki-senpai.”
Takatsuki was once absolutely mortified, but then she said, “Kimura Hiro is dead. You’re kidding me again.”
I tried to remember something that only the two of us could have known sixteen years ago: “You two are always together, but you didn’t do it. Sorry, I got it. Yui’s first time. She really had a nice body,” Takatsuki exclaimed again.
Then I let Takatsuki listen to the audio file that was left in my secret diary. The file contained not only Yui’s voice but also Takatsuki’s. “I don’t know anything about that,” Takatsuki said.
It doesn’t matter,” Takatsuki said. His voice was clearly upset and was trembling. He suddenly recalled the many stories he had read in the course of his investigation of Takatsuki about legislators who had been exposed to scandal and had become mentally ill.
Where in the world did such a voice come from?
“You know Yui Shiraishi, don’t you?”
There was a moment of silence, then Takatsuki said.
‘Yes, of course. Sixteen years ago, she was one of the students who committed suicide in succession. That was a shocking incident even for a child. I at least know his name.
Takatsuki said, “I’m sure it’s more than just a name. You were most deeply involved in Yui’s suicide.”
There was another moment of silence. Then Takatsuki said.
“I can’t say I had nothing to do with it,” Takatsuki said. “We were in a relationship.”
”Relationship? I had never heard of such a thing. There was no mention of such a thing in my diary.
“Yui Shiraishi and I were in a relationship. I don’t remember, but the audio you just heard may have been recorded during a fight with Yui Shiraishi, with whom I was in a relationship.”
This is a clear lie. The thing that Takatsuki did to Yui was far more than a simple fight, it was a devilish thing to do. I said calmly.
“Takatsuki-san. I know you seem to be preoccupied with the audio file, but that’s not what I want to know. I want to know personally. I want to know how you met Yui Shiraishi and how you ended up going to the hotel. That’s all I want to know. If you tell me honestly, I won’t try to do anything with this audio file.”
It was a bluff, of course. But if I let him scare me, Takatsuki would just keep lying. I was curious to see what Takatsuki would say about that day. The actuality is that the actuality is that the actuality is not really a good thing. But at the same time, there would be some truth in it. No matter what the answer would be, I would like to make a clean break with the past. That’s what I thought.
I don’t think anyone would find it interesting to hear about how Yui Shiraishi and he got together.
“I’m sure they wouldn’t. No one but me would want to know. That’s why it won’t do you any damage if you talk about it. All you have to do is talk and the audio file will go back to sleep. It’s only a benefit to you.”
Perhaps he decided that talking about anything other than the audio file was harmless. After a while, Takatsuki began to talk. Takatsuki’s perspective of that day.\n