The car came to a stop after driving on the slush-infested road for quite some time.

“Shall we go?”

“Yes.”

Yurim felt like instructor Miso’s secretary right now, she got on the elevator of the hospital with a grin. In a flash, they arrived at Maru’s room.

“Go inside.”

“What about you, instructor?”

“I need to think about something really quick.”

“...Yes.”

Well, that’s a bit odd. Yurim stepped inside, for now, on the bed was Maru with a book in hand. It felt uncomfortable to be around him, to be honest. Oh well. She opened her mouth to try to say hi.

“Let me ask you just one thing,” Maru cut in.

The boy was staring at her kind of scarily, their eyes met.

“Did you start the fire?”

The question came out of nowhere, punching Yurim’s throat completely shut. Why was he asking that? He looked like he knew something. Wait, did he know?

The boy shut the book with a loud clap. Maru’s cold, calm expression grew icier by the second. He kicked away the blanket on him before standing up on one foot. Something was weird, Maru was approaching her. She couldn’t breathe. Maru leaned over to look over her, she stepped back with a gasp.

“So it’s you.”

“W-what are you talking about?! You were the one who started the fire!”