Higashino Keigo
The hot water in the bathtub is full. I took off my clothes and stood naked in front of the mirror. I took a look at the thin body of the thirty-two-year-old woman, turned slightly, and looked at the back reflected in the mirror.
The back is also covered with ugly burn scars, like islands on the map. I can't forget all this, and can't dilute my hatred even a little bit.
I caressed every part of my body carefully. When the fingers touched the shriveled chest, there was a pain in my heart. There is only one man who has gently sucked on the nipple here.
Jiro, my Jiro.
I will never forget the days I spent with him. That was the best time of my life.
I immediately shook my head.This most fond memory is accompanied by the scariest memory.
Memories of the day I fell into hell.