Fuck the mobile– it was not important. Reon crumbled into Hitori's arms, dug her face deep in his chest, and started weeping.
Hitori was surprised by the murder he was less expecting– he was not even expecting the murder– it was a total surprise. He could not imagine killing Onogi's cousins because he failed to kill him– that was pure cruelty.
"When did it happen?" he said.
Reon clenched Hitori's forearm and grunted, "Why does it matter? It happened, that is it. How did it happen and who did it, is what matters… Hitori…" Her voice broke and she wept for the next few minutes.
Hitori pulled her to the ground and sat in the dirt and mud without caring much about his pants. He had trouble handling Reon's weight, and more trouble handling her touch.
"Why Hiroshi? Why my brother? W-why?" she asked, clenching Hitori's forearm tighter than before.