HEADLINE: A woman died from starvation after being trapped inside the storage room despite being surrounded by food.

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That was the only scoop I got from almost everyone inside the workshop. While the investigators continued to look for clues about your death, Mizuta didn't stop her ugly cries, and Ohsone felt so pale and guilty.

Even though I was just a friend of yours while you were still alive, I can't bare the sight of you laid across the ground like a beaten up leaf.

I may admit—we weren't literally friends. Just co-workers. And I remember how your enthusiasm got the best of me and all, and your passion to work in such a place.

Yet, it was ironic that you died inside that dirty, filthy storage room. Even though you were surrounded by tons of food, the question that only lingered in my mind was that why didn't you eat those food?

Are you getting a death wish or something? But no kidding, as passionate as I knew you were from your work—judged in my perspective, it was kind of careless of you to trap yourself inside the storage room.

So that was where this man named, 'Yodogawa' concluded somebody must've locked you in, planned a murder downright at somebody as gorgeous as you.

I can't completely control myself from that sudden event, where we were just as talking to each other normally as days, weeks, months and years ago—an now, your existence has come to an end.

Probably, I'll just tell you what's been up now.

Rokudo has become total partners with Idumo, and Yodogawa has become a professional hitman and his name was fake, which was Katagiri Zen.

The Manager of the factory isn't Ayumu anymore. That kind, crossdresser funny boy-manager that kept our days lively and pure; now, it was replaced by whom they call an ultimate identity twin of mine named Shirogane, a famous cosplayer.

While I, just remain who I am. Well, if you really, and actually do come back, you could've told me how taller I've been than you, laugh about it.

Oh, just how I can say I miss your smile. I wish that I could see more of it last time, but I think that wish has 0% probability of chance already.

So I've finally decided, I'm going to follow what your dream is supposed to be, and I'll take my title as if I'm your apprentice. I promise I'll stop beating up dragons and thugs, some monsters and shits.

I promise you, (Y/N) (L/N).
Because I love you and if you
were still alive, I would of love
to take you as my wife.

Sending you lots of love,
Tsuchiya Akira

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HEADLINE: Police have finally cleared the case ; and it appears that (L/N) (Y/N), whom works at [insert food factory here] has not committed suicide but could've lived if there was a can opener with her, for all the food inside the storage room with her is canned food.