Chapter 5 Section 5

It was eleven o'clock in the morning. I parked my car on the side of the road and watched my own apartment building.More precisely, monitoring people entering and exiting apartment buildings.As for the company, I lied and said I was unwell and took leave. This time, you must catch your fox tail - I stared at the entrance without blinking. It was the rubbish that caught my eye. The woman who called herself Miyazawa Rieko said that she was drunk the night before and was brought to my house by a man and had sex with her.But if that's true, the bin should be full of napkins.What's more, there's no way that woman can clean the trash can. The socks I threw away yesterday morning are still there.

Based on this evidence, I deduce that the woman is lying.She was not brought here by any man, but came to her door by herself. So why would she invent such a lie?What is the purpose of her coming to my house, and why does she stay here and refuse to leave?I didn't know her before, and she obviously didn't come after me. In this way, it must be that the act of "staying in the room" itself has some meaning. Could it be that she wanted to send some important postal package to me, so she had to wait in the room and couldn't hold on?The mailboxes of this apartment building are uniformly set at the entrance on the first floor, where ordinary letters are generally posted.So what the woman was waiting for should be express mail or registered mail.

At around 11:20, the diminutive postman with glasses finally showed up.I stared at his movements, but saw that he was just distributing some ordinary mail in the mailbox, and did not bring the mysterious postal package I imagined at all. Could it be that my guess has gone wrong?As I was hunched over the steering wheel, a minivan suddenly stopped on the road in front of me.A young man got out of the car and opened the trunk, which was full of large and small cardboard boxes. Did he deliver it to your door?I straightened my upper body and watched his movements closely. Sure enough, as I expected, I saw the man folded two large cardboard boxes and hugged them with both hands.The cardboard box seemed to be quite heavy, and he was a little unsteady as he staggered into the building.

I leaned out the car window and watched closely the second floor of the apartment building, which I remembered was the second door from the left.The door opened for a moment and then closed again.After a while, the deliveryman came out empty-handed. That woman turned out to be waiting for this thing! What it is?Why did you send it to my house?I was thinking hard, but when I saw the door of my house opened again, I quickly retreated back into the car. This time it was the woman who came out, with heavy make-up and a small bag on her shoulder, without the two boxes of things that were just delivered.I watched her back gradually go away, got out of the car quickly, went upstairs and returned to the front of my house.

The door was locked.I secretly wondered: The only two keys to this house are in my hands at the moment, how did that woman lock the door? I took out the key to open the door and entered the house, only to see the cardboard boxes that the deliveryman had worked so hard to bring in were lined up at the entrance. I knelt down and looked at the invoice posted on the box.The recipient was my address, and it also had an inexplicable name like "Miyazawa Chamber of Commerce".And the sender—— It turned out to be my company.