Chapter 178: Encounter with an Assassin, First Meeting with Dean Takazawa

Back home, he kicked the door shut and collapsed onto the couch with a sigh, rubbing his forehead wearily.

During this period, due to the reproach of his conscience and the fear of being retaliated against or silenced, he felt extremely drained.

Only when busy could he force himself not to think about these things, but once his work no longer distracted him, various thoughts would resurface.

He truly regretted killing Iihara Aiko.

But now, regret was useless.

After resting for a while, he prepared to take a bath, but the moment he stood up, his body stiffened on the spot, noticing out of the corner of his eye a faint footprint at the doorway to the master bedroom.

As Japanese enter their homes, they must change their shoes, and since he lived alone, it was impossible for there to be a footprint.