Escaped

Flush!

Hiro washed his face with cold water after throwing up everything in his stomach. He had cleared out his digestive tract, leaving only transparent liquid behind.

He stared at the reflection of his face in the mirror. He looked sickly pale, as if his blood was drained at once.

Hiro glanced at the man in suit who watched him at the exit door silently, treating him like the most dangerous criminal.

"He died. But, can ghosts play games?"

Hiro slapped his cheeks so hard that his skin turned red. He was still in shock at the sight he had just seen. It was so shocking that he couldn't even feel the slightest sadness in his heart.

Seeing his brother's body, with various stitches left from the autopsy, he almost couldn't believe it was his brother. It was hard to recognize him as Yuujin even though what was written on the door was indeed his name.