Outside the shrine, Heiji Hattori stood before the charred corpse, watching the forensic personnel gather evidence.
Looking at the tragic scene of the fire, Heiji Hattori couldn't help sighing: "I didn't expect that I wouldn't even see the client once before she died."
"Sigh! I failed to save her even after coming to the island."
He had subconsciously forgotten that the real recipient of the letter should be Shinichi Kudo, taking this case as his own responsibility.
After sighing, he rested his chin on his hand and started thinking again.
Just now, listening to Yuu Hoshimiya's deduction, he faintly felt something strange, but thinking carefully, he couldn't figure out what was strange, so he couldn't help frowning.
"Detective Hattori, what are you thinking? Did we miss something?"
The balding police officer saw Heiji Hattori's serious look and immediately stepped forward to ask flatteringly.
Because he had embarrassed Heiji Hattori before, he had been looking for a chance to make up for it, and now he finally had a place to show off!
Heiji Hattori didn't think much and said: "Nothing, I just feel that Rokuro Fukuyama was too frenzied to lay such a murderous hand on the playmates he grew up with. I didn't expect the attraction of immortality to be so deep for a person."
Even though he also yearned for eternal life in his heart, the balding police officer nodded in agreement.
"There is no immortality in this world, only limited life. The brain circuit of such people is completely incomprehensible."
Heiji Hattori shook his head and turned to look at the room where Kimie Shimabukuro was resting.
"Miss Shimabukuro suffered too much stimulation this time. Not only was the tragic truth of her parents' death revealed, but her good friends also died one by one. Moreover, the people on the island kept lying to her, wanting her to disguise as the Elder to attract tourists."
"Really, there isn't a single person around who treats her sincerely. I just hope she can survive this incident."
The balding police officer became Heiji Hattori's echo, "Indeed, such a beautiful shrine maiden, still hope she can live better."
After thinking for a long time, still unable to find the specific reason and clues for the sense of incongruity, interrupted by the balding police officer, Heiji Hattori finally accepted Yuu Hoshimiya's deduction.
This kind of half-true half-false lie was difficult to distinguish originally, let alone he saw Rokuro Fukuyama accidentally fall off the cliff with his own eyes.
If it weren't for the so-called detective's intuition, he wouldn't even have that little sense of incongruity.
He would only be like the surrounding police and villagers, deeply convinced of Yuu Hoshimiya's deduction.
Coming back to his senses, Heiji Hattori turned his head to look around.
"Eh? Where did Teacher Hoshimiya go?"
The balding police officer said enthusiastically: "While you were thinking just now, I saw Mr. Hoshimiya leave with that shrine maiden."
Heiji Hattori twitched his mouth, feeling disdainful yet incredibly envious at the same time.
Originally, the two looked very intimate, and now with the life-saving grace, Heiji Hattori could already imagine what would happen when the two were alone.
Kimie Shimabukuro was a veritable beautiful girl with long legs and big breasts, and her looks and temperament were also very good.
Any normal man would have ideas, even if he already had a sweetheart in his heart.
However, most people don't have the ability to conquer multiple beauties.
And since ancient times, those with power and influence, or money, which one didn't have three wives and four concubines?
Even in the modern era of monogamy, it just changed from open to private.
Looking at Heiji Hattori's jealous and envious expression, the balding police officer rolled his eyes and immediately ordered his subordinates: "Send someone to invite Mr. Hoshimiya and Miss Shimabukuro over; we need their cooperation for the statement."
"Hai!"
Looking at the departing police officer, a smile appeared on Heiji Hattori's dark face, instantly feeling much more comfortable.
Seeing Heiji Hattori happy, the balding police officer also became happy.
The only unhappy one was Yuu Hoshimiya.
After the deduction ended, he sent the grieving Kimie Shimabukuro back to her room. Before he had time to say a few intimate words, let alone go further, he was called by the police to make a statement.
Until the evening, Yuu Hoshimiya was basically making statements.
This wasn't the police deliberately making things difficult; the balding police officer didn't dare to do that either.
He couldn't afford to offend Heiji Hattori, and he didn't want to offend Yuu Hoshimiya, who seemed to have a close relationship with the Suzuki family; everything was done according to normal procedures.
Sooner or later, Yuu Hoshimiya and Kimie Shimabukuro would be called to make statements; it could have waited a bit longer, but now it was advanced.
It's just that this case involved too much: first serial murders, then falling off a cliff, and finally involving a case from five years ago; making statements was indeed very troublesome.
With the truth revealed, the case officially ended.
The process of investigation and evidence collection proceeded methodically.
At the same time, the festival was officially declared over, and most likely there wouldn't be another one in the future.
Tourists left one after another, followed by the police who finished handling the case.
After 9 PM, Mermaid Island, which had been noisy for many days, returned to a long-lost calm.
Yuu Hoshimiya and Kimie Shimabukuro finally returned to the shrine.
"Tsk, no wonder Shinichi Kudo always runs away as soon as the case is solved; this statement taking is much more torturous than deduction..."
Back at the shrine, Yuu Hoshimiya complained, deciding in his heart never to deduce personally next time.
Even if he had to deduce, run away immediately after finishing!
After a few hours of relief, the shrine maiden's mental state was much better.
Her parents' enemies were dead, and she successfully escaped guilt. She didn't even have to play the Elder anymore and could pursue the life she wanted carefree.
Just before that...
Kimie Shimabukuro looked at Yuu Hoshimiya beside her and said with a touch of sadness amidst her ease: "Yuu-kun, I'll go prepare hot water; please wait a moment."
They had already eaten dinner, which was boxed meals provided by the police.
Called boxed meals, but actually packed from the inn, tasted not bad.
Stomach filled, but dirty clothes and tired body could only be relieved by a hot bath.
To act realistically, although Yuu Hoshimiya and Kimie Shimabukuro were not injured on the cliff, they were both in a mess.
The plain black clothes were full of mud and dirt.
After the two washed up in turns, Yuu Hoshimiya dressed neatly and came to the shrine main hall.
He pushed the half-closed door and went straight in.
Inside was exceptionally quiet, no sound at all, but brightly lit.
Yuu Hoshimiya came to the front of the main hall, pushed open the sliding door, and saw Kimie Shimabukuro sitting upright in the middle, her face very calm, with a cushion in front of her.
Kimie wore a shrine maiden outfit with white top and red bottom, looking very bright under the firelight. Her eyes were tightly closed, and she opened them upon hearing the sound.
Watching Yuu Hoshimiya walk in, close the sliding door, and sit in front of her, the two were extremely close, touchable by reaching out.
Curiosity appeared in the shrine maiden's pale purple eyes, "Yuu-kun, why? Why did you help me?"
Yuu Hoshimiya sat very relaxed and chuckled: "I think you should already have the answer in your heart."
Kimie Shimabukuro frowned slightly, a layer of blush appearing on her fair cheeks.
She did have some guesses, but couldn't be sure.
Or rather dared not be sure, because such thoughts were too narcissistic and also underestimated Yuu Hoshimiya.
Observing the changes in the shrine maiden's expression, Yuu Hoshimiya quickly guessed her thoughts.
His favorability for this beautiful shrine maiden who dared to love and hate rose another level, and at the same time, he was more confident in persuading her.
Yuu Hoshimiya spoke again with a hint of teasing, "Miss Kimie, you should have more confidence in your charm."
Suddenly, his tone changed, becoming serious: "But what you thought is also correct; I didn't do this solely because I like you."
Kimie Shimabukuro wasn't surprised, showing an expression of 'as expected'.
Yuu Hoshimiya continued: "Besides my personal reasons, I don't think you did anything wrong. As the saying goes, the hatred of killing one's parents is irreconcilable; nothing more than this."
"If one isn't willing to avenge their own parents, how can they be considered a qualified child!"
"Actually, I quite admire Miss Kimie on this point."
"But I killed people after all." Kimie Shimabukuro looked ashamed, "And they were my good friends who grew up with me..."
"From the moment they killed your mother, they were no longer human, nor your friends."
Kimie Shimabukuro was stunned, feeling better in her heart, but still unable to completely let go.
Yuu Hoshimiya wasn't a psychology master, and this kind of character and emotion developed since childhood couldn't be solved in a few words.
As long as Kimie Shimabukuro didn't get stuck in a dead end.
Under the effect of time, this matter would eventually fade away.
Skipping this topic, he continued: "Miss Kimie, do you believe in gods?"
Kimie Shimabukuro, wearing red and white shrine maiden clothes and sitting in the shrine, was stunned, then smiled bitterly.
"I used to believe, after all, I was raised as a shrine maiden serving gods since I was young..."
Pausing, she said somewhat lonely: "But now I don't believe it a bit."
Excluding the death of parents and betrayal of friends, what made her sadder was the deception and concealment of all the islanders.
Unexpectedly, this could also evoke Kimie Shimabukuro's sad memories; Yuu Hoshimiya felt a bit numb.
He decided not to beat around the bush anymore and explain directly and quickly.
"Miss Kimie, gods may not exist, but magic, or rather supernatural power, really exists!"
Next, Yuu Hoshimiya personally demonstrated the magical magic to Kimie Shimabukuro.
The shrine maiden also changed from confusion at the beginning to shock, and then disbelief.
But watching at zero distance, and even verifying it personally, she chose to accept it calmly.
As a shrine maiden, instilled with ideas like gods since childhood, and growing up on an island with mermaid legends, Kimie Shimabukuro couldn't be a staunch materialist.
When supernatural power really appeared before her eyes, she accepted it surprisingly quickly.
After Kimie Shimabukuro accepted the existence of magic and supernatural power, Yuu Hoshimiya's subsequent explanation was much more convenient.
Changing the intelligence in memory into precognitive dreams, Yuu Hoshimiya explained the causes and consequences of his visit to Mermaid Island clearly and logically.
Half an hour later, the shrine maiden who knew everything finally confirmed that it was really Yuu Hoshimiya who helped handle the crime scene.
The mermaid footprints at Naoko's death scene, and the inexplicable fire destroying corpses and traces at the shrine warehouse, were all Yuu Hoshimiya's handiwork.
Actually, she had guesses early on, but didn't understand how Yuu Hoshimiya did it, so she dared not be sure.
Now knowing Yuu Hoshimiya knew magic, everything became reasonable.
Sorting out the complex thoughts, Kimie Shimabukuro's face returned to normal, her eyes becoming very serious.
She seriously considered Yuu Hoshimiya's invitation.
In more than half an hour, naturally, not only magic and this case were discussed.
Yuu Hoshimiya also informed Kimie Shimabukuro of his identity and the purpose of this visit.
Yes, including his numerous confidantes.
Whether it was magic, Yuu Hoshimiya's identity, purpose, or numerous confidantes, each was a shocking matter.
Concentrated all at once, Kimie Shimabukuro needed to think carefully before answering.
Yuu Hoshimiya had thought about confessing after conquering her first; that way the success rate would be infinitely close to one hundred percent.
But he was sometimes a bit stubborn.
He really admired and liked Kimie Shimabukuro, but he didn't want to let this ill-fated shrine maiden experience sad things anymore.
So finally decided to confess everything first, and then give the decision-making power to Kimie Shimabukuro herself.
Yuu Hoshimiya was prepared to be rejected.
If Kimie Shimabukuro disagreed, he would use magic to make her forget tonight's events and then leave.
Afterwards, whether Kimie Shimabukuro continued to stay on the island as a shrine maiden or went to the big city to pursue her life, he would silently bless her.
The intelligent shrine maiden also discovered Yuu Hoshimiya's thoughts during her contemplation; tears flashed in her pale purple eyes, and a touch of warmth appeared in her gaze towards Yuu Hoshimiya.
This was an emotion she hadn't felt on this cold island. She had no relatives on the island; the Elder was her fabricated great-grandmother, and her parents had long passed away.
What was more infuriating was that the islanders clearly knew she was disguising as the Elder, yet to let her continue disguising to attract tourists, they kept it from her, completely deceiving her.
Such Mermaid Island was cold and devoid of emotion!
Looking at Kimie Shimabukuro's moist eyes, Yuu Hoshimiya also knew she had an answer.
His big hand directly lifted the shrine maiden's chin, "Miss Kimie... no, Sister Kimie, since you didn't refuse, I'll take it as you agreed."
Redness rose on Kimie Shimabukuro's cheeks, and her body tensed up.
But she still didn't resist.
Seeing this, Yuu Hoshimiya naturally wouldn't be coy.
He leaned forward and kissed Kimie Shimabukuro's pink lips.
The shrine maiden's pale purple pupils contracted sharply, and her tense delicate body trembled instinctively.
This was too fast; her first kiss was gone just like that.
As a shrine maiden meant to serve gods, she naturally had to maintain a pure body.
Although Kimie Shimabukuro was twenty-seven years old, she was still an untouched woman; let alone first experience, she had kept her first kiss.
She originally wanted to transform into the Elder after revenge, become the island's shrine maiden, never marry, and spend her life with the green lamp in the shrine.
How could she know that Yuu Hoshimiya would suddenly pop up, not only helping her escape guilt but also finding the criminal who killed her father and ate her mother's skeleton, and helping her take revenge.
For such great kindness, the shrine maiden was naturally extremely grateful.
Plus the affection cultivated in these two days, and disappointment with the island villagers, maybe also the thought of repaying kindness, so even knowing Yuu Hoshimiya had many women, she still acquiesced.
And now, this was her first step from shrine maiden to witch.
Kimie Shimabukuro's small hands grasped the cushion underneath, grasping and releasing, looking nervous.
Soon, Yuu Hoshimiya's breath came continuously from his mouth; mist gradually rose in her eyes, and her heartbeat accelerated continuously.
The shrine maiden's pretty face was completely flushed; being kissed and kissed, she finally began trying to respond.
Although he could understand and accept Kimie Shimabukuro's rejection, Yuu Hoshimiya certainly hoped more that Kimie Shimabukuro could sincerely become his own.
Getting a clear response at this moment, he was also extremely excited.
While kissing, one of his big hands covered Kimie's soft back, and the other covered her slender waist.
Kimie Shimabukuro's body trembled, subconsciously reaching out to resist Yuu Hoshimiya.
It's just that this strength, described as half-refusing and half-accepting, was most appropriate.
Yuu Hoshimiya naturally ignored Kimie's weak resistance; he didn't let go of Kimie's small mouth, instead grabbing Kimie's small soft hand and interlocking fingers with her, making Kimie's heart tremble even more.
As an experienced driver, he knew tactics well, using guerrilla techniques to perfection.
Soon, kissing and kissing, Kimie's body was laid down on the cushion, and Yuu Hoshimiya pressed on her.
Yuu Hoshimiya's right hand covered her lower abdomen, while his left hand unknowingly grabbed Kimie's beautiful little feet.
He let go of Kimie Shimabukuro's small mouth and looked at the beauty beneath him.
That black smooth long hair was a bit messy, just like that messy heart.
The pretty shrine maiden shook her head hurriedly, speaking in a tone about to cry.
"Dame, Yuu-kun, this is too fast."
"And we can't do it here; being here is disrespectful to the gods."
Yuu Hoshimiya chuckled: "Gods are very busy, no time to care about our small matters. It's okay, Sister Kimie, relax!"
After finishing speaking, he kissed Kimie's pink lips again, while his right hand's two fingers pulled flexibly, loosening the white hemp rope binding the white clothes and red hakama.
In the shrine main hall, firelight flickered, illuminating the two bodies somewhat mottledly.
At this moment, Kimie exuded amazing beauty all over; the disheveled shrine maiden in this solemn shrine was so harmonious, giving Yuu Hoshimiya a different kind of stimulation.
Kimie's face was full of panic, her small hands pushing Yuu Hoshimiya's body uneasily.
Yuu Hoshimiya still kissed her small mouth, countless flames rising in his eyes, almost burning Kimie.
The pretty shrine maiden's face was flushed with shame, goosebumps rising countless times; where had she encountered such a fiery offensive.
Yuu Hoshimiya's right hand climbed up without hesitation, reaching the peaks and couldn't help marveling; good guy, hiding quite deep, actually this big, is it D!
And his left hand was also climbing continuously, touching nothing but softness and smoothness.
Facing Yuu Hoshimiya's offensive, Kimie Shimabukuro was already lost in passion, her body tense like a bow.
She looked at the handsome Yuu Hoshimiya in front of her, her soft small hand gently stroking his face.
Finally, the shrine maiden gave up resistance as if accepting fate.
Whatever, since she has accepted, what's the difference between sooner or later...
Those pale purple eyes became gentler, hands no longer resisting, instead hugging Yuu Hoshimiya's neck.
Seeing this pretty shrine maiden change like this, Yuu Hoshimiya naturally seized the opportunity to pursue the victory.
Yuu Hoshimiya immediately removed Kimie Shimabukuro's clothes.
Under the light, a flawless snow-white body was displayed in front of Yuu Hoshimiya.
The skin all over was white, tender, fine, and smooth, really like having taken a milk bath.
The jade peaks huge like round balls were large and firm; the shape, size, and whiteness had unparalleled perfection.
Just like the D cup he thought, the two pink grapes on top loomed like the most tempting dessert waiting for Yuu Hoshimiya to taste.
And the sexy slender jade legs were so perfect; wrapped between the two white tender thighs was the orchid holy land that would absolutely make people spurt blood.
Although wearing panties there now, it wasn't hard to see the thick dense grass.
Yuu Hoshimiya burned with desire, while the shrine maiden closed her eyes in shame.
Clearly five years older than Yuu Hoshimiya, she behaved like an inexperienced girl.
It's just that the mature body was a bit mismatched, sexier and hotter than an 'older sister' type.
"Sister Kimie, you are so beautiful!"
Finished speaking, Yuu Hoshimiya couldn't help reaching out to touch Kimie's body.
The jade skin in hand was so fine, smooth, soft, warm, and tender.
Yuu Hoshimiya gently rubbed Kimie's delicate, soft, slender, and smooth willow waist, gradually moving down, stroking the smooth, delicate, and soft maiden abdomen under a layer of soft panties.
Passing through the delicate, soft, full, and tempting garden area, Yuu Hoshimiya's fingers pressed tightly on Kimie Shimabukuro's delicate, soft, hot, mysterious, and tempting garden.
When Yuu Hoshimiya's hot big hand pressed directly on that tense and sensitive smooth tender snow skin, the shrine maiden's pure jade heart beat "thump thump", as if about to jump out of her throat.
"Ah!"
Kimie Shimabukuro felt Yuu Hoshimiya's big hand stroking her sensitive place, trembled all over, and couldn't help crying out.
Yuu Hoshimiya's stroking on the slender waist had already intoxicated her; when his big hand stroked all the way down to the mysterious small garden...
"Mmm" a delicate, soft, hot panting sounded.
Kimie Shimabukuro couldn't help crying out delicately, her soft jade body trembling nervously.
When she realized that the delicate cry from her cherry lips just now was so rippling with spring, her beautiful cheeks blushed again, face glowing, heart shy in every way.
Just then, Yuu Hoshimiya's big hand had passed through the panties, reaching her tender secluded path.
Fingers fondled her soft fragrant grass, then wandered a few circles, spread the two tightly closed petals, and drilled into the warm and narrow honey path.
"Ah ah... dame... Yuu-kun... don't do this... too stimulating... oh oh... such a strange feeling... wuu wuu..."
The tingling itch brought by the fingers invading her body made Kimie's whole body numb and soft; her reason was lost in the sea of love bestowed by Yuu Hoshimiya, wave higher than wave.
The fingers inserted into Kimie Shimabukuro's body began to move gently with skilled techniques.
"Mmm mmm... mmph ha... sour and itchy feeling... oh oh... so strange... mmph mmph..."
Kimie Shimabukuro panted and hummed repeatedly; that intense stimulation made her both happy and nervous, a pair of snow-white jade hands nervous with nowhere to place.
The shrine maiden's pure heart was blank, not knowing where she was at all.
Yuu Hoshimiya patiently and gently, unhurriedly teased this shy, pure, and lovely sexy shrine maiden in his arms.
His fingers were still stroking and rubbing in Kimie's honey path.
He lowered his head again, opened his mouth to hold Kimie's full giant breasts through the underwear, kissed all the way up to that proudly standing grape, extended his tongue to gently lick, suck, grind, and bite lightly.
The underwear on Kimie Shimabukuro's crisp breasts, along with that mass of upright and soft giant breasts, were licked wet by him, teasing her as if in the clouds, her delicate body floating, her beautiful straight delicate nose humming and panting repeatedly.
Intense sour and itchy stimulation flowed like electric current through every inch of jade muscle and snow skin all over the body, penetrating straight into the heart, flowing through the lower body, penetrating deep into the lower abdomen.