Fourteenth story
~ A point of view ~
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Takara came home while talking with him on the way home from school.
Then, after sending Kiyomi's house to home, Takeru went to his home apartment.
When I tried to open my home key, the key was open.
(Huh !? Sneaks ??)
I thought it would be cool, and when I opened the door, there was a hallway that did not change as usual.
I felt a little relieved and did not loose my alert.
(You don't steal anything ... or somebody in the verge is still there)
I was thinking of
He walked around his home and started to check what was stolen.
About five minutes later, he was relieved, as nothing was stolen.
Then, he went to the room where his parents' altar was located.
And after sitting on a cushion in front of my parents' altar ...
Cheen ...
After putting the hand to ring the bell and Rin
(When I came back, I thought the key was open, so I thought I had an open nest, but it was like I just forgot to close the key. It was good ... I was a little overwhelmed, I.)
I blame myself a little while thinking in my mind. And
(By the way, dad, mother. Today I talked to my girlfriend about dad. She was still surprised, but this time I was more surprised ... )
And while thinking in my mind, I remembered that time, followed by
(If you say why, her father's father also died ... I was surprised, I think she also lost her parents.)
I thought so with a feeling of calm.
(Oh, I can't ask if I didn't ask when I was dead ... but I'm glad I didn't do anything in the end.
If I think I will
た Let's see the altar of the altar! 》
I spoke with the voice of my mother in the heart of it.
"Huh! ? I thought, but I thought of the worst case, "No way, there is no such thing."
And when I opened the dreadful shelf, there was a passbook for the bereaved pensions that were supposed to be there.
(Oh ... it's alright, it was really a splinter ... ...)
I felt a sense of loss.
(And contact the police anyway!)
I thought that I would stop, so I immediately called the police (110) with my cell phone.
プ ル プ ル ル ル ...
"Hello, it's the police. Is it an incident or an accident?"
"Oh ... it's an incident. I was in a splinter ..."
"Yes, I understand. Let me know your name and address."
And he gave his name and address of the apartment.
"... I understand, I will direct the police officer right away"
"Yes, thank you!"
Takaru responded with gratitude.
After a while ...
Concon ...
This item
"Yes"
"Hello, my name seven cord sound of the Saitama Prefectural Police, thank you."
"Oh yes, thank you."
It was a female police officer who came to the house to build.
And that face was something I saw somewhere ...
"Now, I will listen to the story."
"Yes"
"When did you leave your house for a while?"
"Hmm ... from 8am to 4pm this morning ..."
Takeru answered while searching for his memory.
"Until 4 o'clock .... Then, what was stolen?"
"It's a passbook"
"Passbook ... or is it a passbook to receive bereaved pension?"
"Oh, yes, yes ... but it's a matter of time, but I've seen a policeman when I was in elementary school ... or when I was in elementary school, right?"
"Yes, right?"
The policeman was the police officer in charge of his parents' three accident when he got up!
He was searching for this memory while searching for it.
And the policeman was answering while smiling like an angel.
"I thought it was a face I saw somewhere!"
"Huh ... I noticed that when I heard your name, I got up as a representative."
"Is that so..."
"Yes, yes ... Well, the story is up to here, only the passbook being stolen?"
The policeman has heard so since it turned like a change from the usual face to the work face
"Oh yes, only that was gone from home"
"Are there any other suspicious points?"
"Yeah ... Oh! The entrance key was open."
"I see, the key was open ... and there was something else?"
"No, there was nothing else in particular"
"Yes, I understand. Thank you! We will start an investigation based on this information."
"Yes, please"
He lowered his head deeply.
翌日 翌日 The next day, the police visited the house
Concon ...
This item
"Yes"
"Good morning, Saitama Police"
It was yesterday that policeman who was there.
"Oh, good morning"
"Takeru, I found an janitor! It's not an janitor but I am treated as a thief."
"Oh, right? Who was the culprit?"
"Your Uncle Sasuke,"
"Eh! Is that so !?"
I was surprised to raise my voice
"You are right"
"No way ... why ..."
"Now I'm listening to my uncle. So, why don't you like Takeru-kun to come and ask me something?"
"Yes, it's good"
When he answered, yes, the policeman brought him to the police station.
Arriving at the police station asked the uncle some questions.
Q. Why is this?
A. Because I was restructuring, I was troubled with the money, I was sorry.
Q. Where is the passbook now?
A. It's my house, it's hidden in my room.
Q. I had no money, what were you going to do?
A. I was going to steal again
Q. What is this time?
A. Well, look at the time, Kana
Q. Can I be disappointed with you?
A. '' ... Well, I think I'll be disappointed if I do something like this. ”
And so many questions asked.
It was troubled whether to give punishment or to forgive in a talk.
I understand why he did this kind of thing well, and he thought, "I'll finish with the talk."
After all, the school on that day was absent.
In order to save it, this spy {thief} was heavy.
It would have been coupled with the fact that my uncle was a criminal.
天国 天国 In Heaven (Meter's point of view)
(Good, my voice arrived. I could not believe that Sasuke would do something like that ...)
(Yes, I do not do anything to steal)
(I do not want to believe, even now)
(This is too heavy to save)
(Yes, yes)
(After all, it was a mistake that we came to here ...)
In Heaven, my parents were watching a series of flows and telling such impressions.
In heaven, you can communicate things telepathically without telling anything by mouth.
Two people can be told only by thinking in their hearts.
Is this about three years ...
Since they came to heaven, they had watched for a long time.
After earning high school, he began to face his parents seriously.
The opportunity was Kiyoshimi.
The encounter with Kiyomi changed my mind.
And my parents started to feel happy and cheer up.
The only love of a single son for two people, there will be no choice but to support
My parents prayed every day that the relationship was good when I got up ...
