He remembered snatching the gun from Rye when Rye wasn't paying attention, but would a man like Rye really let him succeed so easily?
And wasn't the gunshot that day a bit too loud, sounding almost like some kind of signal?
At this thought, Hiromitsu Morofushi suddenly opened his eyes to find that the person sitting beside the bed was not the Grenache he knew, but a red-haired woman whose face he could not clearly see.
Chapter 40