Chapter 8 first quarter

Dim sunlight came in through the gaps in the curtains. The sound of the alarm bell shook the air, and Hiromi Nagai's regular heartbeat suddenly accelerated.She jumped up from the quilt, squinted her eyes not yet adapted to the light, and fumbled for the alarm clock on the table.I pressed the switch of the alarm clock several times and the alarm clock didn't stop. I held it in my hand and took a closer look, only to find that it wasn't the alarm clock that kept ringing. --So early…… Six fifty in the morning.Those who call at this time are either the parents in the country or the students.She got up wrapped in a blanket and reached for the phone receiver.It feels as cold as being in a refrigerator.

"I'm Nagai." There was tiredness in the voice of speaking. "Hey." A young man's hesitant voice came from the receiver.It seems that I have heard it somewhere before, but I just can't recall the other person's appearance and name in my mind.Nagai didn't react until the other party said "I am Ogihara". "Today I ask for leave." Ogiwara Shinji's voice was a little low.Hong Mei faintly had an ominous premonition. "What's wrong?" There was a silence.After a long time, the other party finally choked out a sentence: "My younger brother..."

"What happened to your brother?" "……died." "..." This time it was Hiromi's turn to fall silent.What came to her mind was the extremely basic question of whether Ogiwara Shinji had a younger brother. "Due to illness?" "No." Hiromi was taken aback by Shinji's tone of voice, "My brother was killed." Hiromi let out an "ah".The hand holding the receiver was already soaked with sweat. "He was killed. When he woke up in the morning, he was found dead in the crib...so..."