I forced myself to lie down, but I couldn’t sleep. My stomach churned and my head spun.

“Haa…”

I opened my eyes in a daze. Vivid memories flashed before me. Kim Hajin held me in his arms with the tattoo shining on his arm. That was… undoubtedly proof of the murderer.

But why did Kim Hajin have that tattoo? And that shining symbol… was it really a tattoo?

“Ah.”

I kicked the blanket and got up. Then I threw the window open. I couldn’t sleep when my body felt like burning. I could hardly withstand the pain.

“…?”

An acrid smoke flowed in from the window. The smell of cigarettes came down from the roof. Immediately, my eyes shot open. I recognized this smell. Ever since that day, I constantly smelled it near that person.

I turned around and faced the door. I had to check if what I saw was real or just a hallucination. The only way I would find out was to ask him. Only then would I be able to live.

***

I climbed up the stairs to the hospital’s roof. The door was locked, but I could easily pick it with Dexterity. I came...