Beichuan Si returned to the guesthouse.
At this time, the clock had struck twelve.
After Beichuan Si had bathed and soaked in the hot spring for a while, feeling the warmth driving the chill from his body bit by bit, he finally put on the yukata provided by the proprietor and walked back to his room.
About half an hour was spent during this period, but it was precisely this half-hour—
Nishijou Kurenai had taken everything out of the fanny pack Beichuan Si carried.
The diary of the deceased, two torn notes, a photo album and a roster from the '06 to '09 classes.
However, the diary of the deceased and the torn notes were entwined with the lingering resentment of the dead, and the camera was simply unable to capture an image, which dashed Beichuan Si's hope of enriching the content of his homepage.
But now was not the time to worry about these things.