Interrogation

"I just want honesty. What is Tamaki's relationship with Takumi?"

Seeing the school uniforms that Tamaki, Takumi, and Rin were wearing, which were also Kenkyo's school uniforms made me suspect that there was actually a special relationship between them.

To Kenkyo, he was indeed their 'senpai'.

"Kenkyo-senpai who killed my best friend, why is it my lover that you accuse?"

Oh so that's it? I understand now. I glanced at the finger of his left hand, there was a bandage.

"Knife wound, eh?" I asked Rin.

"W-how... yes, it got hit by a knife."

Alright, now I know the motives and tricks of the perpetrators. If yesterday I thanked mother, now maybe I will thank Kenkyo.

Sometimes female gossip helps too.

***

I came out of Mitsuki-san's apartment. Then slowly walked down the hall of the apartment. My destination is Takumi's room.

My detective instincts were telling me again, it was the teenage boy who did it. I once overheard Tamaki and Kenkyo's conversation. Tamaki complains to Kenkyo that Takumi always 'annoys' him even though he has Rin.

If my guess is correct, then he is the real culprit.

***

"So, why did you call me here, Kimu-san?"

The question left Takumi's mouth. The curly teenage boy looked at me expressionlessly standing right in front of the guardrail.

I took a deep breath, putting on a serious face.

"So you accuse me of being the culprit?" asked Takumi flatly.

Bingo! I haven't accused him yet, but he already knows I'm going to say he did it.

Stupid! Or was it on purpose? Who knows.

I nodded.

"You are the culprit, Kaboshi Takumi."

He looked at me defiantly. Slowly, both hands lifted up to fold in front of the chest.

"How could I drop Tamaki? I wasn't on the roof when Tamaki fell. After all, isn't it Kenkyo-senpai, your nephew who knocked down Tamaki?"

I winced. There seemed to be something wrong with what he just said. Nephew he said? Do we both really look like Uncle and nephew? Oh, it's okay. It's not bad either, the important thing is that they don't think Kenkyo is my daughter.

"Isn't that right? Tamaki fell because of Kenkyo-senpai?" he said again.

"No." I argued. "Tamaki-san fell off the roof by herself... Oh no, I was wrong. She fell because of an invisible hand that knocked her off the roof with your trick." I glared at him.

"What do you mean?"