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corpse.
    There was no doubt about it. It was hard to comprehend, but Yoshitoki had become a corpse, the corpse of someone with whom he had shared ten years of his life.
    As he looked at Yoshitoki's gaping eyes, Shuya's anger became more pronounced and clear, like a throbbing pulse. The anger rushed through his entire body so powerfully that it almost made him shake.
    His feelings, which had been muted by the initial shock, were beginning to surface. Shuya turned and bared his teeth towards Sakamochi.
    Sakamochi looked amused by Shuya. Shuya would never forgive him for this. He was going to kill the bastard.
    Shuya had been on the verge of blowing up the way Yoshitoki did. But then…
    Shinji Mimura had intervened at the crucial moment, telling him to calm down__Shuya immediately recalled how he got the signal from him only moments ago. That's right…of course if he blew up now he would end up like Yoshitoki. And more importantly…now the girl whom Yoshitoki adored so much was severely injured. If he were to die now…what would happen to Noriko Nakagawa?
    Shuya tried his best to tear his eyes away from Sakamochi. He looked down at his desktop. He felt wretched, as if his heart were being crushed from anger and sadness that had no outlet.

    Sakamochi quietly laughed. He looked away from Shuya.
    Shuya clenched both of his fists tightly under the desk in order to calm down his body which was shaking uncontrollably. He clenched them tighter and tighter. It was no easy feat to control his emotions though, with Yoshitoki's corpse lying right in front of him.
    This was incomprehensible. How could it be? How could you lose someone…someone so close?
    Yoshitoki has always been with me. It doesn't matter how trivial our experiences were. What about the time we played in the river, and I saved him from drowning? Or when we got our kicks collecting tons of grasshoppers, stuffing them into a small box, and how they died as a result? We both felt really bad about that. Or when we fought for that dog Eddie's attention? Or when we pulled a prank in school and ended up hiding in the faculty room attic? We almost got caught, but after we managed to escape, we had a good laugh___Yoshitoki and I were always together. It was a fact.
    He was with me.
    So how could he be…gone now?
    Shinji raised his hand again, "I have another question, Mr. Sakamochi."
    "You again? What is it?"
    "Noriko is injured. I understand we will be participating in the Program, but doesn't this make the game unfair?"
    Sakamochi looked amused.
    "Well, perhaps, yes. So what is it?"
    "Which means she should be treated, which means the Program should be postponed until her recovery, no?"
    Shuya had barely managed to hold back his anger, so he was amazed by the contrast in Shinji Mimura's calm conduct. It was a bit strange that Shuya could actually afford to be impressed. Yes, Shinji Mimura was a lot calmer than Shuya. Shinji was right. If Shinji's request was granted, that might buy them some extra time. Then they might be able to escape.
    Sakamochi's face contorted into laughter.
    "That's a very interesting suggestion, Shinji."
    Sakamochi instead offered an alternative solution, "Then shall we kill Noriko Nakagawa now, and make the game equal?"
    Noriko herself along with the rest of class suddenly froze up again. Shuya could see Shinji's back underneath his school uniform stiffen as he immediately responded, "I take it back, I take it back. Come on, I was just kidding."
    Sakamochi burst out laughing again at Shinji's humorous tone. Tahara, whose right hand had been on his holster, quickly returned it to the strap of his rifle hanging off his shoulder.
    Sakamochi clapped his hands again.
    "All right then, listen up. First of all, each and every one of you differ according to your intelligence, physical dexterity, etc., etc. We're born unequal. So we will not treat Noriko Nakagawa—over there!!
    No whispering!" Sakamochi suddenly yelled. He threw a white object where Fumiyo