Nagisa's mother had already arrived.
Her eyes widened the moment they fell upon the figure of her son—covered in a white sheet.
Her body moved on instinct, rushing toward the corpse, while a voice inside her screamed in denial, refusing to accept what she was seeing—as if this were all just a terrible dream she would soon wake from.
One of the officers caught her before she could reach him, holding her back firmly as she struggled against his grip with all the strength she had left.
Her face twisted in grief, and the weight of her heartbreak was written in every line.
Tears threatened to spill over, as if she were clinging to her final moments of denial.
The officer continued to hold her as the paramedics lifted the body into the ambulance.
He spoke to her gently, his voice steady but filled with quiet sympathy.
"I'm sorry, ma'am…"
Those soft words shattered something deep inside her.
Her knees gave way, and she slowly collapsed to the ground, her tears pouring out with her fall.
One hand rose to cover her mouth, her entire body trembling.
"No… no, please…"
"Tell me this is some kind of cruel joke…"
Her words came out broken, scattered—barely able to form complete sentences.
Her mind reeled between denying the truth and trying to endure the crushing weight in her chest.
The officer bowed his head in silent respect for the shattered mother weeping before him.
She drew in a long breath…
And then, from the depths of her soul, she screamed.
"Nooo!"
Her body folded inward with the scream, her chest pressing against her thighs, as her tears continued to fall without end.
The officer removed his hat, gripping it tightly in his hand as he deliberately avoided looking at the woman kneeling before him in sorrow.
His jaw was clenched, his heart heavy for Nagisa's mother— but he had a job to finish.
He took a breath and spoke in a soft, respectful tone.
"I'm truly sorry for your loss, ma'am. We'll continue the investigation and keep you updated on any new findings."
He stepped away and exited the house, leaning his back against the wall beside the door.
His thoughts drifted, lost in the whirlwind of events that had unfolded in just a matter of days.
He was pulled from his thoughts by the approach of his assistant.
The officer gathered himself and looked up, his expression professional and focused once more.
"What do you have?"
He asked firmly, his eyes fixed on his assistant, who stood directly in front of him and gave a formal salute before speaking.
"The perimeter is fully taped off, sir."
The officer gave a slight nod, acknowledging the report— but quickly noticed the younger officer had more to say.
He gestured with his hand, urging him to continue.
The assistant raised a folded piece of paper and said.
"I found this at the scene. I believe it's a suicide note."
The officer took the note from his assistant, turning it between his fingers as he examined it, then carefully unfolded it to review its contents.
His eyes scanned the page quickly—just enough to confirm that it was, indeed, a suicide note, without delving too deeply into the deceased's personal thoughts.
Once he was sure it held only the man's final words, he gave a small nod and let out a quiet sigh before saying seriously.
"Security… I believe we should hand this over to the mother."
The assistant immediately raised both hands in surrender, as if confessing to a crime, then took a few cautious steps backward, withdrawing from the task.
"Forgive me, sir, but I have to ask you to excuse me from that one. My poor little heart can't handle the sight of an elderly woman crying."
The officer stared at him, visibly annoyed by the childish reaction.
He waved a hand in frustration and replied.
"Seriously? You're just dumping this on me now?"
The assistant continued backing away slowly, as if retreating from a crime scene.
The officer let out a long sigh and ran his fingers through his hair.
Now he had to deal with more tears… and more heartbreak.
"His little heart, huh..."
He muttered to himself, then pushed away from the wall and headed back toward the scene.
The first thing he saw upon reentering the house was the mother—her sobs had quieted, but her eyes still glistened with tears, ready to fall at any moment.
She sat on one of the chairs, cradling the only thing she had left in her arms… her grandson, sleeping against her chest.
The boy had found a fragile peace in his grandmother's embrace amidst the storm raging around him.
Himari stood silently beside them, offering a quiet kind of support—gentle and constant.
The officer rubbed his nose lightly, gathering himself, then approached the scene slowly.
The grandmother didn't look up—her gaze distant, lost in thought, gently rocking the boy so as not to disturb his sleep.
Noticing her lack of response, the officer shifted his attention to Himari and spoke softly.
"It's getting late, ma'am. You should head home."
Himari looked at him with concern. Her heart ached at the thought of leaving the grieving woman alone like this—but she knew he was right. She had stayed longer than she realized.
She leaned down to the grandmother's level, wrapping her arms around her in a gentle embrace, trying to offer some comfort.
Then she whispered, softly.
"I'll go now… but please don't hesitate to call me. You're not alone."
With those words, she stood back up, gave the officer a respectful nod of gratitude—and quietly left the house.
The officer turned his gaze away as Himari disappeared from sight, then shifted his focus back to the elderly woman seated before him.
He let out a quiet sigh, fully aware that what he was about to do could carry a heavy emotional toll—but it was something that had to be done.
He approached her slowly, held out a folded sheet of paper, and spoke in a considerate tone.
"We found this letter at the scene… it's from your son. It's my duty to give it to you."
Her expression remained empty, distant.
She reached out with trembling fingers and took the paper from his hand, nodding silently in gratitude—unable to form words.
The officer stepped back, giving her space.
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