Lonely Rock for the Blind.

"...How long are you going to stay this pathetic loser?"

"Iwashita Shima asked in a deep voice."

"I…"

"What do you mean by 'good enough'... You're just trying to act like you regret it so you can feel better, right?"

"I! I'm not!"

Eliza suddenly became agitated.

"Then what did you do?!"

"Iwashita Shima roared."

“…I already said…I don’t deserve anything.”

"Stop saying such irresponsible things!"

Shima Iwashita bent down, grabbed Eliza by the collar, and lifted her up.

Are you afraid of taking responsibility?

"No ..."

"You've simply fallen in love with your glamorous future self!"

"No, I'm not..."

"From the beginning until now, you've done nothing! You've just watched him! Watched him walk out! If you regret it! Forget about whether he deserves it or not! Go do something!"

"I can't do it! He won't accept it!"

"That's why I say, from beginning to end, the only person you love is yourself! That dreamlike self!"

"I don't!!!"

Eliza wailed pitifully.

Stop hiding in the shell of guilt!

Shima Iwashita threw Eliza to the ground.

"Gurgle..."

Eliza lay on the ground, her eyes squinting in pain, her voice tinged with sobs.

"You know what? He said he doesn't hate you, and he's not angry with you..."

Iwashita Shima's voice was icy cold.

But Eliza's breathing had already stopped.

Do you know what he said?

Iwashita Shima clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.

"...He said he was very disappointed."

"…What?"

Eliza looked at Shima Iwashita.

Iwashita Shima turned away without answering Eliza's question.

"I've vented, goodbye."

"Wait! What do you mean?!"

Eliza reached out her hand, but this time she didn't put it down.

However, Iwashita Shima, who picked up the umbrella, did not turn around.

Chapter 440 Traffic Lights

"...Just because of these?"

In the living room, Hiroi Kikuri looked at Iwashita Shima with a complicated expression.

"Ah."

Iwashita Shima nodded.

"I don't think she lied to us."

"... "

Hiroi Kikuri glanced at the tea on the table.

"You're all soaked, do you want to take a shower?"

Kikuto Hiroi suddenly said.

"…Need not."

Iwashita Shima shook his head.

"...But it's dirty if you sit directly on the sofa..."

Kikuri Hiroi said.

"... "

Iwashita Shima paused for a moment.

"...I'm leaving?"

"No, I was just saying, you should sit down."

Kikuri Hiroi said.

"I'll take care of it then."

"I can clean it up myself."

Shima Iwashita said.

"No need, I can do it."

Kikuri Hiroi shook her head.

"...What's there to argue about?"

Iwashita Shima sighed.

"Yes, there's nothing to argue about."

Kikuri Hiroi nodded.

"But it turns out I'm more suited to do it, right?"

"... "

Iwashita Shima opened his mouth.

Hiroi Kikuri took a sip of black tea.

"Shima, you didn't do anything unnecessary, did you?"

"...What do you mean?"

Shima Iwashita asked carefully.

"...If you're saying that, then you must have done something."

Kikuri Hiroi took a deep breath.

"I've really given up, Shima."

"!"

Iwashita Shima's pupils shrank.

Hiroi Kikuri got up.

"When the time comes, when she leaves, everything will be over!"

Hiroi Kikuri walked towards the second floor.

"I don't want her to keep coming back and hurting Qing..."

"...Kikuri..."

Iwashita Shima softly called out the woman's name.

"... "

Hiroi Kikuri's fists gradually clenched.

Then, without saying anything, he left.

...

……

.........

Splash...

It's still raining.

Eliza looked down at her hands.

"…disappointment…?"

There was no anger, no resentment.

Just disappointment?

What's disappointing?

Disappointed that I have nothing...

Snapped…

Eliza weakly slapped herself.

Splash...