"We found the video of your daughter's bullying on the dark web," I said,Kiyoshi-san's eyes flickered for a moment, but he remained silent, listening. I could see his mind racing, though. "After searching through Asuka's deleted internet history, our forensic team traced it back. It was buried deep, but we found it."
Soe-san stepped forward, his face grim. "I genuinely feel for Mia. If she had just told someone, I would have done anything in my power to help her," Soe said, his voice strained with empathy. He paused, his eyes narrowing at Kiyoshi.
"But that doesn't mean what you've done is right, Kiyoshi-san."
The room fell silent as Kiyoshi-san stood there, his once hardened expression softening. His gaze dropped to the floor. Slowly, he began to break. His face contorted, and his body trembled as the weight of it all began to crush him. Then, with tears welling up in his eyes, he looked at us and finally spoke, his voice thick with emotion.