Standing again at the entrance of the Fujii's house, Nakamura Shinichi took a deep breath, then raised his hand and rang the doorbell.
"Ding-dong! Ding-dong!"
The door swiftly opened to reveal a haggard Mrs. Fujii, still in her nightgown, her eyes reddened as she glared at Nakamura Shinichi at the doorway, without uttering a word.
"Mrs. Fujii, may I come in and explain?" Nakamura Shinichi bowed and said.
Mrs. Fujii turned without a word and entered the house.
Nakamura Shinichi followed her in and gently closed the door.
From behind, Mrs. Fujii still possessed an undeniable charm, her figure not losing out to that of a twenty-year-old girl, with a maturity the younger girls lacked.
