After leaving Norton’s house, I went to the place my parents had left behind before going abroad.

They had been assigned to open up overseas markets for three years.

After cleaning the room, I went into the bathroom. As the warm water dripped down, covering my body in a steady stream, I couldn’t help but shiver, as if the hands from that day were falling on me again.

I couldn’t even be sure whose hands they were.

My senses were heightened a thousandfold in this moment, and I cried out, “Ah!!!” My hands continued to rub my body furiously, inflicting self-torture.

“Norton, you deserve to die...”

I huddled in the...