Investigator
Soon, the last sunset was gone and the lights went on.

But the shadow of the blood pupil came to his mind from time to time, and he could not stop thinking about it.

This piece of wood was covered with lumps and bumps, just like a piece of poor quality, which could be discarded at a glance.

Before he could open his eyes, he heard his stomach growling.

After sending the sheriff away, Sagen Takei left the living room door open and called out to aunt with a small smile.

In the past, it would have taken Sagen Takei's skill and speed at least 24 hours to complete the eyeball, but from morning until dusk, he had completed the entire eyeball.

Now, after carving for so long at the workbench without any distractions, Sagen Takei felt more tired than ever, and could not even lift his eyelids.

"Aunt."

Sagen Takei breathed heavily, suddenly stopped, slowly put down the tools in his hands, and stared unblinkingly at the almost formed eyeball.

"Mitsue Mori?" he muttered.

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