Miyazaki Junichi tossed and turned restlessly tonight.
Despite being very tired, he couldn't fall asleep at all.
A mix of regret, anxiety, anticipation, excitement, and other emotions surged through him, making it hard to calm down.
Oda Hidehiko was indeed his benefactor.
But it's not like he can do anything for someone who's already dead.
The dead are gone, and the living must continue on; he needs to think about his future.
So, he can only wrong Oda Hidehiko. After all, Oda Hidehiko had mentioned helping him achieve his dreams; isn't this also a way of helping him?
"Bang!"
Suddenly, a loud noise startled him.
Miyazaki Junichi quickly rushed to the balcony and looked down, finding that a car had crashed into his garden gate.
He lived in a place with a yard—a detached house with a low fence that he could easily see from upstairs.
"Baka yaroo! What kind of idiot drives like this?"
