A mysterious illiterate who claims to have amnesia and lives independently, taking care of himself, receives 10,000 yen per month. Isn't he a saint already,The tall man, known as Izenabe, smiled gently and walked to the shelf of household goods. "While I'm picking something out," he said,,Looking at the three deformed corpses, blood slowly pooled beneath them. There were two streaks on the ground, still emitting a wisp of blue smoke. These were the marks left by Heather's shoes as they scraped against the ground at high speed.。