Across the room, the detective stepped forward, his attention fully settling on Asahi. He took in the scene with a sharp, trained eye—the blood on the floor, the knife discarded nearby, Ayami's unmoving body—and something in his expression hardened.
When he spoke, his voice was clear and authoritative.
"Asahi Sato," he began, each word deliberate, "you are under arrest."
The room seemed to go quiet around him.
"You are being charged with the murder of Akira Kanbe," he continued, his gaze unwavering, "and the murder of Mr. Watanabe."
He paused, his eyes shifting briefly to Ayami.
Her body lay still, blood soaking through the fabric of her dress, the reality of it impossible to ignore.
He spoke again, his tone unchanged.
"And the murder of Ayami Watanabe."
A heavier silence followed.
The detective took another step closer, crouching slightly as his eyes trailed toward Akira.
