I am a writer in Tokyo

Later, she was discovered.

The body fell in the weeds, and the grass around it swayed again and again with the wind. Gradually, there were snow-white silver threads blown by the wind, and the withering of life...

"Later, she was buried there." Following Mr. Yamaguchi's finger, Oshima and the others discovered that Koma's eyes had long been fixed on the small mound of earth.

There were a few flowers whose names I didn't know floating on the mound of earth, and of course there was also a lot of grass, which had withered layer by layer, but the new ones were growing well, in clusters and clumps, and they were growing happily.

The rainwater from the previous few days gathered in small potholes not far in front of the mound. Due to the height difference in the terrain, the water gathered and rotated, forming a whirlpool.

The weather today was not very good and the sun was absent from the party, so from their perspective, the vortex was black and seemed to swallow everything.

Including life...

Now, no one knew what to say.

Mr. Yamaguchi still didn't know why they were here, but he knew he couldn't ask.

Mr. Matsuo was thinking about how to fight this lawsuit.

The erudite Mr. Oshima lamented the impermanence of life and the sense of fragmentation of time as things and people have changed but the plants and trees remain the same.

The horse...seems to be lamenting?
This world is not originally filled with sunshine and hope. Perhaps only a ray of fire that lights up in despair can be called hope, but it is also because of this that hope can be easily extinguished.

Hope is rare, despair is the norm.

But some people don’t think this is rare, because isn’t the world full of despair and at the same time praising suffering?

But pain is not worth singing about.

Ju glanced at Matsuo who was organizing his thoughts at the side. This lawsuit was not easy to win if one were to put human nature and those so-called pity and compassionate emotions in court.

Although human nature is complex, it often appears simple and straightforward when described in legal provisions in court.

There is only a difference between zero and one.

"Shall we go back?"

Ju felt that he had seen a lot this time and was also a little tired, so he asked for their opinions.

Oshima and Matsuo naturally had no objections, so everyone started walking towards the village entrance.

"After she died, didn't her son come back to see her?" Ju suddenly thought and asked.

"I don't know about that. As far as I can remember, he didn't show up very often. Plus, it's far away, the road is hard to get to, and he almost never goes out... so..."

Mr. Yamaguchi's words were very tactful, but I could hear clearly what he wanted to say.

At this point, he shook his head. He couldn't see through what was going on in their family, nor did he want to see.

Perhaps he didn't know that the poor old man had passed away.

If I knew, I would probably feel even more sad.

When they arrived at the town, it was almost dark. After saying goodbye to Mr. Yamaguchi, everyone gathered in Oshima's room.

“So, this matter is not easy to resolve.”

Oshima Kazuya spoke first. He pulled the curtains to reject the sunset and looked at Mr. Koma and Mr. Matsuo.

"I think it shouldn't be difficult for Mr. Matsuo to win, after all, we have a lot of reasons. But his life is really miserable."

"If the lawsuit is won, no compensation will be given. After all, this matter is of a different nature. It will still be difficult for the son to get some living expenses through this channel.

Of course, I think our starting point is not to let the son survive, but to let Mr. Ito come out and clear his suspicion. "

Mr. Matsuo knew what Oshima Kazuya meant. This was a bit like a game between personal interests and human sympathy. No matter which side you choose, you will lose something.

"About that son." Koma looked up and asked Oshima Kazuya, and the answer he got was that he didn't know.

Ever since the accident with Takumi Oyamada, his son has disappeared and has not appeared, as if he had never existed in this world. The only proof of his existence is the son that Takumi Oyamada has been talking about and Mr. Yamaguchi's words "he has a son."

If people always boast about how high their morals are, then they will choose to retreat or suffer losses when faced with many things.

This is the same sentiment as some literati, who believe that this can help them preserve their "integrity". However, some people feel that they are not as noble as literati, so they call this so-called "integrity" "suffering in silence".

If we could just let it go, there would be no more confusing things in this world.

So now all three of them need to face a problem, a common problem: “letting go”.

One is a writer, one is an editor, and one is a lawyer.

They are all highly educated, so this also means that the moral walls in their hearts are unusually high, and it may not be easy to push them down.

The three of them returned to Tokyo in silence, just as they had left in silence.

But they all agreed on one thing.

That is to help Mr. Ito get out of this situation first.

Of course, what supports them is naturally some bad behaviors of the "son", such as staying at home and relying on his parents for support, and not showing up when his parents died, as if he had disappeared from the face of the earth.

Not only these three people, but even the first generation thought so. Perhaps that son would appear when the trial begins.

Because such people who rely on their parents for support will definitely reveal the most despicable side of their human nature because of the compensation.

In this way, their sense of justice will be strengthened in front of the villains, eliminating the guilt of oppressing the vulnerable groups.

But it is worth mentioning that after the investigation, Mr. Ito was released and no one chose to prosecute him.

This made the well-prepared people feel like they were punching cotton.

So, this matter is far less serious than they thought?

Full of doubts, Mr. Oshima ran around for a long time and used all his connections to find out what the so-called son was like.

Later, in a heavy rain, Oshima Kazuya drove to the Ito family tavern.

"I found it."

He placed the information bag in his arms on the table, and everyone looked over.

Maybe it's because of the lighting that I can't see it clearly.

Only a few words and phrases were seen.

Autism since childhood, depression, staying indoors, suicide, death...

Boom...

There was a loud thunder in the sky.

Then, I heard the rain madly hitting everything, exposing everything in the sky. (End of this chapter)