Chapter 17 first quarter

The pain comes every 20 minutes, and I can't go to the waiting room yet.Is it okay to talk here?In the middle of the night, in the waiting room of the general hospital, it was eerie, but if you just want to talk about the murder with two people, and don't want to be disturbed, this kind of environment is more suitable.And vending machines... have you ever had coffee from a can? Oh, like it.did not expect. There are five other people besides me tonight, and the labor pains have already started every ten minutes. Maybe because I am too busy, the nurse obviously showed an impatient look and said, "Why are you here so early..." I didn't want to come so early, just I just want to say hello first, don't you think they are too rude?I always thought that giving birth to a child was sacred and should be a blessing.Is there a certain relationship between the declining fertility rate and this medical attitude?

There were not so many people during the physical examination. I don't understand why there are so many people today.In life, no matter what I do, it seems that I can only play a supporting role. I didn't expect that even having a child would have to accept this kind of streamlined treatment.It must be my bad luck. There is still some time before the due date. During the regular checkup last week, the doctor told me: "Maybe it will be delayed." Usually I rarely go out at night, but I went out suddenly once today, so I was affected by the waxing and waning of the moon.You hear that statement a lot, right?

The due date is August 14th. There are three hundred and sixty-five days in a year, why is this day, don't you find it strange?It would be good to miss one day, but there is no way, the doctor said it was this day. There are quite a few people who don't know the correct calculation of the expected date of delivery. They say that the pregnancy period is "ten months and ten days", which is the root of the error. For example, the doctor told her that the expected date of delivery is October 10th, so she simply subtracted ten months and ten days, and concluded that the married life is January 1st. It is said that there are many people who do this calculation.But in fact it is not the case.The expected date of delivery is not tens of months and ten days from the day of married life, but the date of the last menstrual period plus 40 weeks, which is 280 days.It may seem complicated, but just subtract three from the month of your last menstrual period, add nine if you can't, and add seven to the day.

Then, in this case, the first day of the final menstrual period should be January 3rd, but the couple's life that actually leads to pregnancy is after the end of the menstrual holiday, and the ovulation time will be one week later, that is, January 15th. The nineteenth is most likely. In fact, there is no need to tell these things to you who have given birth.Most people don't care when they were married and conceived, but my high school friend Yamakata almost got divorced because of it. Shan Kata married an honest and serious man. When she had signs of pregnancy, she went to the hospital for an examination and was told that she was three months pregnant. She happily told her husband.The husband was also very happy, asked about the expected date of delivery, and excitedly marked it on the calendar. Suddenly, he wanted to know when he was conceived, so he counted back "ten months and ten days" on the calendar, and finally saw the date It was marked "Business Trip," so suspicions arose.

He didn't believe it was his child, and suspected that his wife had secretly conceived with someone else during his business trip, so he immediately asked, "Be honest, show me your mobile phone." The two quarreled.Shan Pia just heard the doctor talk about the date, but she didn't know how to calculate it, and couldn't explain it clearly to her husband. She just tried her best to explain: "I will never cheat." Ghost, so do not trust others, and the two had a big quarrel. Neither of the two parties would make any concessions. In the end, the husband proposed that if the child was not his own, he would divorce. Although they didn't know if it would be possible to find out if they were three months pregnant, the two decided to go to the hospital for a DNA test the next day.

Finally, they heard about the calculation method of the due date from the nurse, and they realized that they had made a big mistake.The couple gave everyone a false alarm.Speaking of which, Yamakata also works at the Adachi factory... Oh, this has nothing to do with the murder.However, it's good to vent emotions as frankly as the couple. The doubts will be eliminated within a day. If you don't attack because of the unreasonable doubts about the due date, you can imagine the result. In turn, however, there were those who were greatly relieved by the erroneous calculations. This is the case with my brother-in-law.

Minus ten months and ten days from August 14th is November 4th, and she had sex with me on November 21st, so it is not his child.He thought so, or so he convinced himself. I didn't say to him: "This is your child." I told my parents and sister that the father of the child was the boss of the man I was dating, and I couldn't disclose his name.Everyone believed me, and so did my brother-in-law. The child in my womb belongs to my brother-in-law 100%, but I can't blame my brother-in-law, because I took the initiative to seduce him.I fell in love with him the first time my sister brought him over four years ago.

You ask me what I like about him?Rather than liking his looks or personality, it's better to say I like his work... more precisely, his profession.Brother-in-law is a policeman, so I like him.I liked watching criminal investigation films a long time ago, and my special love for the police began on the day Emily was killed. You may have heard from the other three people that I followed Maki's arrangement and went to the police station that day.On the way to school from the police station, although I passed by there every day, it was the first time I went in, because I neither picked up lost property nor did anything bad.

But Emery used to think of me as a thief.do not you know? Sorry, my stomach hurts again, wait for five minutes... I think Maki has already said that about the adventure game.It's terrible. What was said at the temporary parent meeting can be posted on the Internet intact. It is said that some parents brought a tape recorder.Are you recording now?I don't care... I was the one who discovered that I could enter the abandoned villa.My family grows grapes, but I hate helping out with farm work the most.If I was born in an ordinary civil servant family, I would not have to do farm work, but I was born in a peasant family, so I have to work without complaint.There is nothing more unfair than this!But it's not all bad, because there is that villa.Deep in the farmland is adjacent to a piece of villa land. When I was forced to help with farm work, I often wandered aimlessly around the villa during work breaks, feeling like my own home.The villa looks stylish on the outside, and it must be even more beautiful on the inside.I tried to look in through the gap several times, but the windows and doors were sealed tightly with large wooden boards, and I couldn't see inside at all.

We sometimes take snacks or lunch boxes to eat under the big birch tree next to the villa.Don't you think this feels a bit like a foreign girl's tea party?It was my sister who came up with the idea.My sister was three years older than me, and she was very good at having fun, and I liked her very much at that time. Whenever I was going to work in the farmland, my sister would bake me biscuits or make beautiful sandwiches the night before, and said that I should take this opportunity to eat something that matched the atmosphere of the villa.The sandwiches look pretty, but the ingredients are very ordinary, because the supermarkets in the country don't sell exotic ham or cheese, that is, eggs, baked ham, or cucumbers.My sister would roll up the sandwiches in cute wrapping paper, wrap them like candy, or make them into a heart shape, and finally spread a strawberry-patterned handkerchief with ruffled leaves in the basket and put the sandwiches in.

My sister has severe asthma and is rarely called to do farm work, so she often does it for me alone.Yes, asthma.Even in a small town with one of the cleanest air in Japan, you will still get the diseases you deserve. One day in early June, between farm work, I came to the villa alone with the biscuits my sister had baked.Walking from the farmland is behind the villa.It was a little different that day. The back door was usually nailed with large wooden boards, so you couldn’t see its true face, but that day it was completely exposed to the outside. It was a dark brown wooden door with a golden handle. Maybe it can be opened.I was a little excited, tried to twist the handle, and found it was locked.I was a little disappointed, and looked at the keyhole under the handle. It was round in front and back, like a tomb. I remembered that I had seen a hairpin inserted into the keyhole to open the door in a TV drama, so I took off the hairpin pinned to my bangs. Try to fit in the hole.I did this just out of curiosity, without expecting anything, but when I moved the hairpin, I found that something seemed to be stuck.I continued to rotate slowly, only to hear a "click", the lock was unlocked, and it didn't even work for a minute. I slowly pushed open the heavy door, and inside was the kitchen.They are all fixed and installed furniture, there are no pots and pans, and there is a wooden bar in the back.I suddenly had a feeling of breaking into a foreigner's house by mistake. I didn't have the courage to go inside alone. The first thing I thought of was to tell my sister quickly, but I was worried that if I took her to this dusty place, it would make her condition worse.So, the next day I told Maki first.Although she is not as good as her sister, she often suggests playing some fun games. Every game is different, sometimes it is better to have more people, but it would be very troublesome if the senior students or adults know about sneaking into the villa, so I decided not to have so many people, I only called a few students of the same grade in the West District, that is, the day the murder happened those few people. I opened the lock, and five people walked in holding their breath, and immediately shouted excitedly.Fireplace, planter bed, bathtub with cat feet, all of which are seen for the first time.There are many things in Emilia's house that I haven't seen, but no matter how good things belong to others, they are illusory.Nothing in the villa belonged to any of the five of us, of course, and even Emery said she was seeing a fireplace for the first time.The villa is everyone's castle, a secret base. We have our own secret base.Emily came up with the very interesting idea of ​​hiding one's treasures in the fireplace, and, in the form of someone's memento, writing a letter to that person along with it.People of that age would make up some stories at will, and we were fascinated by this game. We gathered our "treasures" together with envelopes and letter paper, and wrote letters in the living room of the villa.In my letter, I assumed my sister was dead. Sister, thank you for being so kind to me.I will work hard, and I will not make my parents sad. Sister, you can rest in peace in the kingdom of heaven. Probably something like this.As I wrote this, I felt like my sister was really dead, and I couldn't help but burst into tears. I put the embossed bookmark that my sister brought me back from her school trip together with this letter in a beautiful cookie jar that Emery brought. The letter was sealed directly, no one showed it, and the "treasures" were all shown to each other.Sae's was a handkerchief, Maki's was a pen, Akiko's was a key chain, all of which were children's things, but Emily's was different. She brought a ring with a red ring on it. A gem that even us country kids can tell at a glance that it's not a trinket.Even though she was used to seeing Emilia's high-end products, she couldn't help being dumbfounded. I boldly reached out my hand and asked, "Can I wear it?" "No one is allowed to wear it except me." Emily said with the tone of a princess in a fairy tale, putting the ring into the box. In that case, wouldn't it be fine if you don't bring it?Annoyed, I muttered something, only to be overheard by Emili, who was hiding the jar of our treasures in the fireplace with her back turned to us. It was a week before Emily came to our house.