The premise of breaking up in Tokyo

Yingdai and Qinye seemed to realize what was happening, and their faces turned pale instantly.

Yingdai swayed unsteadily, and Qinye, clinging to the bicycle, collapsed to the ground.

Katsuhiko quickly lifted Eiyo down and let her lean against the wall by the door. He then propped up the bicycle and quickly helped Kotoha up as well.

Qinye looked up and cried, "Where are we going to look... what are we going to do..."

Her hands were icy cold, and she trembled as she gripped Sheng Yan's hand. She seemed to have all her strength drained away, and her body was almost kneeling.

It's 8 PM now, completely dark, and the only communication tool is a digital pager. The messages are all simple numerical codes, so it's really hard to find someone who wants to commit suicide.

Katsuhiko carried Kotoha back to the izakaya first, and Eiyo followed him in, trembling.

Katsuhiko briefly explained the situation to the izakaya owner, who nodded hurriedly and vacated the landline phone.

"You guys stay here and guard the phone, I'll go find it."

Given their current condition, it's clear that Yingdai and Qinye shouldn't be riding bicycles around recklessly.

As he spoke, Katsuhiko took Kotoha's pager and stuffed his wallet into Eiyo's hand, saying that after finding Kenta, he would call the izakaya and have them take a taxi there. Finally, he asked Kenta about his specific schedule for the day.

Eiyo also seemed a little flustered, clutching her wallet tremblingly, and incoherently told Kenta about his schedule.

Neither she nor Kotoha knew the specific itinerary. They only knew that Kenta was going to the Dai-ichi Kangyo Bank branch in Ota Ward to visit the vice president, Maruyama Ichiro. However, they had visited him several times before, but had always been turned away.

Katsuhiko indicated that he knew, and just as he was pushing his bicycle, Eiyo dropped her crutch and ran to the door, saying, "Sato Hiroji also works there. He's the one who approved my father's loan three years ago. Kenta might go to him first too..."

"Keep an eye on the phone," Katsuhiko said, seeing that Eiyo had lost her crutches and guessing that her leg injury was almost healed. He then hopped on his bicycle and continued, "Keep texting Kenta, telling him the factory is saved... If you don't receive a call by 10 o'clock, go check on the factory..."

Judging from the fact that Kenta went to beg for help during the day, he must be unwilling to accept his fate, and the probability of him jumping off a building or into a river is relatively high.

After giving his instructions, Katsuhiko rode along the main road, searching for overpasses and tall buildings along the way, and quickly made his way to the Daiichi Kangyo Bank branch in Daejeon-gu.

Without instant messaging tools, we can only deduce the cause from known movements.

He rode his bicycle to the bank, a journey that normally takes about two hours, but Katsuhiko sped along, drinking two bottles of [Recovery Potion].

I arrived near the bank in just over ten minutes, but I was exhausted again, panting and trembling all over.

At one corner of the intersection stands a six-story building constructed by the First Industrial Bank.

Security guards and bank employees had set up a cordon on the stone-paved plaza in front of the building.

Outside the cordon, a group of people stood around, all looking up and pointing at the rooftop.

In the very center of the crowd stood a short, stout bank employee who looked like a leader. He held up a megaphone and shouted hoarsely upstairs, "President Watanabe, please cherish life!" "Please think of your family!" "Please don't act impulsively!"...

A large light on the roof shone directly on Kenta and a female police officer in uniform who was three meters away from him, trying to persuade him.

Kenta stood at the very corner of the building, half of his shoe hanging over the edge.

You could vaguely make out his decent suit, neat tie and white shirt, and sleek black trousers, but his once meticulously styled hair, coated with hair wax, was now disheveled, and his face was deathly pale as he looked down at the crowd below without any expression.

Katsuhiko's heart sank. He didn't have time to drink the recovery potion again. He leaned his bicycle against a lamppost, ran to a public phone booth, and dialed the izakaya's landline.

The call was answered immediately, and before Sheng Yan could even respond, he shouted breathlessly, "Come to the branch! Come to the branch! Take a taxi to the branch! Hurry!"

He slammed down the phone, pushed his way through the crowd, snatched the megaphone from the short, stout leader, and shouted, "Kenta, Kotoha and Eiyo are coming right away!!"

Kenta, standing on the edge of the rooftop, turned his blank face toward Katsuhiko.

Katsuhiko quickly shouted, "Back off! Back off! Back off!"

Kenta did not back down, but stared blankly at Katsuhiko.

Katsuhiko continued shouting, "Kotoha is pregnant! You're going to be a father!"

Kenta's blank expression flickered slightly, but he did not back down. A bitter smile suddenly appeared on his face, and he beckoned to Katsuhiko, clearly inviting him upstairs.

Katsuhiko immediately shoved the megaphone back into the short, stout bank employee's arms. The crowd seemed to part in unison, making way for Katsuhiko, who quickly rushed into the bank building.

The security guards did not stop them and even opened the express elevator for them.

Upon reaching the top floor, Sheng Yan climbed another fire escape staircase, took the opportunity to chug a bottle of [Recovery Potion] in the stairwell, and then rushed out of the attic.

There's a wind on the roof, and there are four people there.

A square-faced man in his fifties, wearing a black suit and white shirt, had his work badge hanging on his chest: Masao Miyamoto, head of the financing department.

Another man, Hiroji Sato, wearing a suit and gold-rimmed glasses, is the head of the financing department.

The last two were a male police officer in his forties and a young female police officer.

The policewoman was pale and being helped this way by the male police officer, while the other two followed behind with solemn expressions.

The corner where Kenta was standing was deserted.

Katsuhiko's heart sank. He stepped in front of the police and asked, "Kenta jumped?"

The male police officer handed over two white envelopes, saying, "This is from Mr. Watanabe; he asked me to give it to you."

The envelopes were signed, one for Eiyo and the other for Kotoyo. On the back of the envelope with Kotoyo's signature, there was a message for Katsuhiko, which was probably written on the spot.

Only one line of text: Sheng Yanjun, I can't hold on anymore, I'm sorry, please.

Sheng Yan stared blankly at the envelope.

After handing over the envelope, the male police officer helped the female police officer downstairs.

Miyamoto Masao followed him into the stairwell, while Sato Hiroji stood at the entrance of the stairwell.

The purple-red neon lights of the surrounding high-rise buildings were flashing, and the sound of police sirens drifted down from below, shrouded in night. The night wind on the upper floors picked up a bit.

"Mr. Takenaka, what a coincidence."

A smile appeared on Hiroji Sato's refined face. He adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses, the lenses gleaming with a red and blue neon light. "If you give me the letter..."

"Get out of my way!" Katsuhiko shoved Sato Hiroji to the ground and rushed into the stairwell.

I just called Yingdai and Qinye; they should be here in five or six minutes.

In the square, the police took over the cordon and dispersed the crowd, who occasionally gasped and retreated like a tide.

Inside the cordon, the central area was covered with a white sheet, and two people in white coats were unpacking bags containing corpses.

There were some radial bloodstains scattered on the ground and walls around.

There was also a person wearing a mask and a white coat, carrying a sprayer and a brush, spraying medicine while washing...

As soon as Sheng Yan ran out of the bank's main entrance, he instinctively took out a [Recovery Potion] and rushed into the cordon.

Kenta's body, covered with a blood-stained shroud, was put into a bag.

Two men in white coats, as if lifting meat, threw Kenta's body into the hearse.

Sheng Yan paused for a moment, put the medicine back in his pocket, and then sat down on the steps by the door.

A police officer handed Katsuhiko a note with a phone number on it and then hurried away.

Curious passersby gathered nearby to watch, and some reporters were taking pictures...

"sorry……"

The policewoman who had been trying to persuade them on the rooftop was now sitting on the other side of the steps, where the light didn't reach, with her arms wrapped around her knees.

She seemed to be consumed by guilt and self-blame for failing to save Kenta.

"What's there to apologize for? It's not your fault," Katsuhiko said, sitting down only to stand up again. He put the envelope in his pocket and walked straight towards the intersection without looking back, muttering, "He wanted to die, there's no way to save him..."

Eiyo and Kotoha hadn't arrived yet, so Katsuhiko kicked the traffic light pole at the intersection in frustration.

About ten minutes later, or maybe four or five minutes later, a taxi screeched to a halt next to Sheng Yan.

Immediately afterwards, the front and rear doors opened simultaneously, and Qin Ye, who was sitting in the back, was almost thrown out.

"Kenta...where is Kenta?"

Qinye's eyes were red and her face was covered in tears.

Katsuhiko quickly grabbed her arm and turned to Eiyo, who had just stepped out of the car, saying, "Get in!"

Yingdai paused for a moment, then turned to look at the bank entrance.

The square was empty of onlookers. A few reporters were taking pictures. Inside the police cordon, two people in white coats and masks were cleaning up the bloodstains...

Yingdai covered her mouth and fell back into the car.

Katsuhiko freed one hand and closed the passenger door.

Then, he put the somewhat bewildered Qin Ye into the car, got in, asked Ying Dai for the residential address, and then asked the driver to set off according to the address.

The driver said that the place was too far away and the road was difficult to travel, and there was a high chance of encountering robbers, so he would need to pay extra.

Katsuhiko didn't argue with him anymore and agreed directly.

"Kenta is still alive, isn't he?" Kotoha held Katsuhiko's hand, looking at him expectantly.

"Dead," Katsuhiko replied blankly, "His head was smashed."

They couldn't even find the mouthpiece to administer the recovery potion.

Qin Ye froze, gasping for breath with her mouth wide open, only hissing sounds coming from her throat.

Katsuhiko put his arm around Kotoha's back, pulled her into his embrace, and patted her back, saying, "Cry! Cry as much as you want..."

Kotoha grabbed Katsuhiko's clothes and burst into tears.

For those who die unnatural deaths, the body will first be transported to the Medical Examiner's Office, where the Metropolitan Police Department will also conduct a mandatory autopsy and issue a death certificate. Only after confirming that it was indeed suicide can the family begin the subsequent funeral procedures.

Although the situation was clear just now, the procedure remains the same.

The taxi left the bustling city center, and along the way, there were only monotonous streetlights on both sides of the small road. There were no other cars passing by, and the farmland in the distance was pitch black. The salty, damp smell of the sea breeze wafted through the car window.

Kotoha had cried until she had no strength left, and could only sob in Katsuhiko's arms.

When they returned to their cheap guesthouse, it was already 11 p.m. The surrounding area was full of dilapidated houses, and there were no streetlights. Owls could be heard calling in the mountains.

The driver looked very nervous; Sheng Yan didn't have enough money in his wallet for the taxi fare.

Eiyo and Kotoha were also broke. Katsuhiko glanced at the house where they were staying. He had originally planned to drop them off at their house and then take a taxi back to Mikoto's house to get the money, but he felt that it was really unsafe for two women to live in this place.

"Don't stay here, go back to Shinjuku Gyoen National Garden!"

Yingdai and Qinye remained silent, clearly acquiescing.

When they lived here before, Kenta was there, so they weren't too scared, but now they are quite worried, especially since there are yakuza groups trading things nearby at night.

The driver, beaming with joy, started the car again.

They ran very fast.

I rushed back to Shinjuku Gyoen National Garden in about twenty minutes, but the taxi couldn't get in when I stopped at the entrance of Kenta's alley.

Katsuhiko originally wanted the driver to wait at the intersection for a while, and after he dropped Eiyo and Kotoha off at home, he would take him to Mikoto's house to get the money, but the kind-hearted driver insisted on taking them both.

Katsuhiko first let Eiyo and Kotoha into the house, telling them to come back later, and then led the driver to Mikoto's house.

It was already 11:30, but thankfully the lights were still on in Mikoto's house.