Prelude
"Ah~~~!"
"Bang!"
"Are you dead? Are you dead?" An aunt, holding a vegetable basket in her left hand and covering her eyes with her right hand, asked the people around her with a hint of excitement after hearing a loud collision. In fact, she knew very well that no one could survive jumping from the 8th floor.
"I don't know, it seems like it's still breathing? No, it seems like there's someone crushed down there. Ah! There's really someone crushed down there. Someone was crushed to death!!!"
There was a commotion.
Afraid of seeing the bloody scene, the aunt slowly lowered her right hand that was covering her eyes. Under the strong body of the former national weightlifting team player was a long-haired woman in a professional suit. The weightlifter's chest was still heaving, but the woman under him was facing the ground and had stopped breathing...