So, I will face you today

The cold water stings the wound on her face.

Umezaki Rie opens her eyes, parting her lips to take deep breaths as she raises her head and looks at the man she loved as her father once. 

Takeuchi Seiji's overcoat is faded, torn at several places, and covered with dirt. His hair is knotted and messy, dry ends brushing against his shoulders. His stubble barely hides a scar on his jaw. As he sits down, he pulls the chair forward with one hand -- and then, clasps his hands together, watching her with disgust in his dark eyes.

She peers at the woman lying on her stomach next to the wall. The dark blood is spreading out from the body slowly. He killed Midori, his wife.

"Why did you kill her?" Umezaki Rie asks him.  Her hands and legs are tied to the chair. There is no hint of fear in her voice. She has gone through worse. Death is the least scary thing in her life. Leaving her loved ones behind is more frightening.