That individual's name is Asta. There is no question in my mind that he saw my note, which was placed on the table in the living room, and I can even picture the concerned look on his face right at this very moment. Because of my mother, I did not have a choice in the matter. It was necessary for me to pursue revenge.

I took another two steps forward before the phone rang once again, and at that time I had a fleeting glimpse of a murky glint that flashed over my eyes.

I let out a sigh of exasperation before taking it into my hands and scooping it...