I woke up the next day to find myself still lying on the floor. My brain seemed to have jammed and I felt as if all that had happened were just a dream.
Hebe cuddling up against me was the only proof that all this was indeed happening.
I instantly sat up to look at Hebe who was naked.
“Hebe, get up! We need to get out of here right now!” I was afraid that someone might find out about Murata’s death. There was no better way. I could think of nothing else except for getting as far away from the crime scene as possible.
Hebe opened her sleepy eyes. She was so beautiful. Her beauty was incomparable. She looked at me in confusion. “Ben, where can we hide?”
Having no answer to that question, I glanced around. “But we can’t stay in Murata’s house. We can easily leave traces behind!”
“Murata
