Spider Mattress

He expressed his attitude of asking for an urgent search again, so it shouldn't matter if Kiuchi got hungover for two days today.

Entering the living room of Kamiya's house, the two took off their coats, loosened their ties, opened their shirts and started drinking.

Kamiya was still drinking from a cup, while Kiuchi was drinking like a college student who didn't know what alcohol was.Inarticulately commenting on the news broadcast on TV.This is the first time I have seen Kiuchi who is so relaxed like a kid. This kind of statement is a little sorry for Kiuchi who is giving himself up to drink, but he still feels a little happy.

On the way, Kiuchi said he was going to wash his face, so he took him to the bathroom, but he couldn't even stand still, so he supported Kamiya's shoulder.Then stared at him intently.

"What a pretty face."

After Kiuchi's fingertips caressed his face, Kamiya dodged in panic and leaned his back against the bathroom wall.Kiuchi cupped Kamiya's cheeks with both hands just like he would treat a girl he likes.Kamiya saw his wet eyes under the glasses.

"With such a look, if it was a girl, I would definitely fall in love with you."

"...Don't say such nonsense, please get out of the way."

What can we do with this, Kiuchi murmured, with a mischievous smile on his face, and then slowly shifted his gaze to the sink beside him.

"what?"

Kamiya thought that Kiuchi was finally willing to let go, so he was relieved a little. When he saw Muuchi pick up the unopened bottle of perfume on the sink, blood rushed to his face.

"This, it's Bulgari, it's the same as what I use."

…Not long ago, I went to buy a perfume I was used to, and happened to see Bulgari, so I bought it.After returning home, I also felt that my foolish behavior seemed to be infatuated, so I couldn't help but smile wryly.

Kamiya roughly snatched the perfume bottle from Kiuchi's hand.

"It was given to me by someone else. It has no special meaning."

Saying so, he threw the bottle into the trash can, turned and walked out of the bathroom.

After he sobers up, he should forget about the perfume.After washing his face and returning, Kiuchi downed the one-liter bottle of Japanese sake, and fell asleep with the bottle in his arms not long after drinking.

"Mr. Kiuchi, all right, go and sleep on the bed."

Deciding to sleep on the sofa by himself, Kamiya tried to pull Kiuchi up and dragged him halfway to the bedroom.When he was about to put him down on the bed, Kiuchi still hung his head and refused to let go, so even Kamiya fell on the bed together.

When he was about to get up, Kiuchi suddenly grabbed Kamiya's lapel.

The only weak source of light was the light from the living room coming in through the door. In the dim shadows, at a distance where he could feel the other person's breathing, he looked at the other person's face.

Because of being too nervous, Kamiya felt his skin was cold and taut, and wanted to get up in panic, but Kiuchi refused to let go of his clothes.The chest starts to hurt.

"I……"

Under the misplaced lenses, tears welled up in Kiuchi's eyes.

"I guess I'm getting a divorce."

"……Eh?"

"Yesterday was her birthday. She cried and told me on the phone that she is already 32 years old and wants to have a child no matter what."

Still don't quite understand what he means.

"If you're 32, you can still start over, right? The average age of first birth has also been rising recently."

Kiuchi closed his eyes, frowning tightly.

"—Anyway, I'm already dying."

"..."

"I went to the hospital for an examination a month ago. It's my problem."

Saying that he was diagnosed with azoospermia, Kiuchi sobbed softly.

"Although she loves me very much, she still wants to have a child no matter what... She also thought about using in vitro fertilization, but she and I are both conservative people, and it will definitely be very hard in the future."

After discussing it for a while, Mayu said that he should think about it calmly, so he returned to the main house.

She was clearly by Kiuchi's side, yet she didn't notice his pain for a month.Not only did he not notice it, but he didn't take his feelings into account at all.

——These eyes are still the same as before, accustomed to turning a blind eye.

It was the same 18 years ago, I didn't help important people to find out the truth to the end.

You have clearly sworn not to repeat the same mistakes, but you continue to make this kind of mistake.

"I... I'm really useless..."

The man closed his eyes, tears kept oozing out.Kiuchi is in pain, he is obviously in such pain.

While being angry at myself who didn't realize it, another emotion also arose.

Kiuchi's pain made him feel very worried, it was true.

But at the same time, something like a bubble surged up from the depths of his heart, and the bubble burst and gradually spread.That's...joy.

how so?For the deep rift between Kiuchi and Mayu, he would feel happy.

What an ugly feeling.

Kiuchi finally fell asleep as if exhausted from speaking these confessions.The hand holding Kamiya's skirt was also loosened.Kamiya could finally get up.

Like iron filings firmly attracted by a magnet, he is always attracted to Kiuchi.

——No way...

"I like the way prosecutor Kamiya works."

The secretaries who worked together in the past always had a stern face about Kamiya, who was conducting a careful search to avoid unjust crimes, thinking that as long as he trusted the police, it would be fine, and there was no need to do these unnecessary things at all.Kamiya also understands that his working method is not very efficient, and there is no way for his partner to have such a reaction. Therefore, in most cases, he conducts the search by himself without the company of the clerk.

Even so, Kamiya was physically and mentally burdened. When he was in charge of incidents involving foreigners at the Yokohama District Procuratorate, one case after another made him really worried that he would die from overwork.

...Just as tired as a rag, he was transferred to the Tokyo Metropolitan Prosecutor's Headquarters.

At first, seeing Kiuchi's hearty smile and his untiring efforts in the meticulous search, Kamiya still felt a bit unacceptable.

But when I noticed it, my body and mind were much more comfortable than before.

I also feel very tired due to working too hard.But it doesn't feel empty like before.Although the work piled up more and more, it was very fulfilling because of the people who shared it.For the unsociable Kamiya, the relationship with Kiuchi is nothing short of a miracle.

——So, this won't work.

Don't touch Kiuchi now.

If you do that, you will have to admit to the feelings deep inside you that you have been trying so hard to ignore.A sweet and painful feeling gradually formed in my heart.

In that case, I will lose Kiuchi.

"……Well……"

Kamiya frowned tightly, suppressing the strong temptation from Kiuchi, left Kiuchi's body, stood up and quickly walked out of the bedroom, grabbed his coat, and then rushed out of the apartment.

Hailing a taxi on a street late at night.Where should I go, my mind is completely unable to think.

I don't want to appear in the shop I frequent in this chaotic state.A dark place to escape from...

-arcobalenonero... black, rainbow.

Kamiya told the driver to drive in the direction of Azabu.

At 03:30 in the morning, Kusumi was driving towards his house in the car driven by Hotta when his cell phone rang suddenly.He is the store manager of "arcobalenonero".

After talking for a few words, Hissumi hung up the phone and ordered to the driver's seat.

"Take a trip to the arcobalenonero."

"Haven't you had enough?"

Having just drank so much Japanese sake like water with his uncle Sakurazawa Munehei, Hotta said with a look of disbelief.

"Not drinking, just picking things up."

"Pick...something...?"

"Ah, it's something that would be troublesome if someone picked it up."

Kusumi said with a wry smile.

Letting the car wait on the side of the road at the fork, Jiuyu quickly walked up the steps leading to the underground.Push open the black door and enter the store. On the smooth black bar counter, at the innermost seat, there is a man in a shirt and suit pants, who looks like he is about to fall off the chair.Kusumi walked towards him quickly.

Holding his hands tightly, Kusumi stared at the man's face in front of him.

"Mr. Kamiya, you must have let your guard down too much on my territory."

"Um--"

Eyelids lifted slightly, staring blankly at the front, blinking slowly, those moist black eyes looked up.

It seems that Kamiya should have the kind of physique that won't turn red even when drunk.Pale skin, only red around the eyes and lips.Her hair, which was usually combed back neatly, was messy on her forehead.

"It's unbearable, the way it is."

Shocking color.

Kusumi asked Kamiya to put his arms on his shoulders, and wrapped his arms around his waist to stand him up.He took the coat from the waiter, told the store manager that the wine was charged to his own account, and then walked out.

"Eh? Isn't this Mr. Prosecutor?"

Seeing Kamiya put into the back seat, Hotta's eyes widened in surprise.

"If this beauty is here, no matter whether it is a man or a woman, they will want to take him back?"

"...So you just plan to take it back by yourself?"

"Stop talking! Get your car!"

Shouting rudely, Jiuyu leaned back on the seat, put his arms around Kamiya's waist and asked him to lean over, feeling that he was as soft as if he had no spine.