at either.â Mio made a bored expression.
âJerk.â
âYep.â
âThatâs why I choose to be alone,â Ayumi said as she sat back down and looked at the stick building far away. The gesture was like a curtain call declaring an end to the conversation.
It was true.
Ayumi was vetoing.
Mio raised both her eyebrows at Ayumiâs still back and let out a sigh.
âOh well.â She stood up.
Sheâd apparently had the same thought as Hazuki.
âThat was fun, guys.â
Was it? Ayumi glimpsed Hazuki, who continued to avoid eye contact. Mio shimmied over the railing and walked away. She was so different in person. Nothing like what the public data said, nothing like in the encounter group.
Ayumi, without so much as looking after Mio, repeated to the faraway that she had been staring at,
âI hate being watched.â
âTsuzuki said it herself just now. Thereâs no point in talking face-to-face.â
âYeah, butâ¦â
Maybe Iâm bothering her too , Hazuki said to herself in a small voice.
She certainly didnât like being watched either. And yet, she couldnât stop staring at Ayumi.
Couldnât stop.
It was involuntary.
âAm I a bother?â
Her voice rose. She spoke doubtfully.
âYouâre not bothering me,â Ayumi answered. âYou werenât saying anything, Makino.â
âOhâ¦really?â
I wasnât trying to be quiet . Sheâd said a few words here and there.
Nothing useful, nothing important. Otherwise the two were just staring into the distance in the same direction. Except thatâ¦
Ayumi was always in Hazukiâs line of vision because of the way they sat. Hazuki created the landscape Ayumi had to be a part of.
So.
So Ayumi had no idea Hazuki had been staring at her.
Or did she? Impossible.
Theyâd not yet made eye contact, despite their having sat there side by side. Ayumi couldnât have seen Hazuki watching her. There was no way Ayumi would know what Hazukiâs eyes said.
It was a comforting discomfiture.
I guess itâs only normal .
Hazuki reassured herself in an internal voice only she could hear, then stood up.
âIâm going home.â
âAll right.â
âYouâre not coming?â
âHuh?â Ayumi was distracted.
Now that she thought of it, Hazuki had never called back to Ayumi like that before. If she didnât want to leave what was it to her? Think of all the times theyâd parted ways without saying anything at all.
âI mean, it being dangerous and all,â Hazuki explained, though why she felt she had to justify her comment, she did not know.
âWith the murdererâ¦â
âIâll be all right.â
Ayumi spun around and looked Hazuki straight in the eye.
Her eyes.
âIâm fine. The fieldâsâ¦â Ayumi said.
âDangerous, you think?â
âWhat do you mean?â
Without answering her question, Ayumi said she smelled water.
âHuh?â
âLook up.â
Ayumiâs mind was preoccupied upward, then the instinct hit Hazuki. She looked skyward as one cold, piercing drop of water crashed into her temple.
âRain.â
She hadnât brought an umbrella, and it didnât look like Ayumi was going to budge. Hazuki held back despite herself. Ayumi interrupted Hazuki as she prepared to tell her she should get out of the rain.
âIâll be fine.â
Hazuki didnât understand what would be fine about it.
She turned around and started to head up the incline when she felt something against her foot. She prodded it with her toe and discovered under the grass a half-buried hard drive.
She picked it up and arched up to face Ayumi. It was definitely not hers.
âIs thisâ¦?â
Yours, Kono? Knowing full well it wasnât.
Hazuki returned to Ayumi with the disc.
âI have no use for a drive with that much memory.â
It was quite