In this crossover anime, I've been bound to two systems.

Suzumiya Chisato stared at the ceiling, showing little emotion.

"The result will be the same whether it's sooner or later."

Central and North American etiquette remained silent for a moment.

What if I miss you?

"I will call you, but you absolutely cannot contact me first."

“I understand… Can I have even the slightest hope that you will come back to me after you get together with Ayaha?”

Suzumiya Chisato looked down at the Central American Rei in her arms, a smile devoid of emotion on her face.

"maybe."

The next morning, you brought Nakamoto Rei to the Isshiki residence. After confirming that you had handed her over to Isshiki Iroha, you drove to work.

Iroha Isshiki and her sister-in-law finished breakfast and watched some television.

Around 9 a.m., as usual, they prepared to go to the supermarket to buy groceries and cook.

[In the short time it took for Isshiki Hatake to go upstairs to change her clothes, Mid-American Rei disappeared.]

A note was left on the coffee table in the living room.

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Chapter 142 Personality Collapse

The note was undoubtedly left by the North American and Central American families; it contained only a short sentence.

"I'm sorry, Ayaha. Please take good care of Mom, Dad, Mom, and Chisato."

[Iroha Isshiki stared at the note, her hands trembling uncontrollably.]

She first dialed her sister-in-law's number, but the phone rang on the sofa.

[Mid-Autumn Festival girl didn't bring her phone; her wallet was even left next to her.]

Why didn't my sister-in-law bring any of these things? What is she planning to do?

Iroha Isshiki's heart sank. She suppressed her thoughts, trying to stop herself from letting them wander.

She first searched the entire house, then looked around the neighborhood, trying to convince herself that there was still time to find her sister-in-law, but it was all in vain.

She shakily took out her phone, suppressing her sobs as she dialed your number.

[You receive the call and immediately drop everything to meet up with Iroha Isshiki.]

You drove through several traffic lights to get back to your apartment, but your wife wasn't there.

You then went to a nearby park and shopping mall, but found nothing.

[Iroha Isshiki followed beside you on the road, watching your anxious face, not daring to utter a single word.]

She called her parents, and by the time the Isshiki couple returned from out of town, it was already 10 p.m.

The four of you are in the brightly lit living room, and none of you seem to be going to rest.

[Immerse yourself in a first-person perspective...]

"The child didn't take their wallet or phone, where could they have gone?"

Mr. Isshiki scratched his head in distress and paced back and forth in the living room.

Lady Isshiki ignored his mutterings and instead sat down beside the distraught Suzumiya Chisato, taking his hand to comfort him.

"We still haven't heard from Meili. If all else fails, let's call the police."

After hearing his words, Suzumiya Senri slowly exhaled and shook her head.

Lady Isshiki didn't understand what he meant, but seeing that he wasn't in the mood to explain, she could only turn her gaze to the side and look at her daughter, who knew she had done something wrong and was standing next to her.

Isshiki Hatake caught her mother's gaze, glanced nervously at Suzumiya Chisato, and quickly lowered her head again.

"I've already been to the police station, and the Japanese police said..."

"What are you talking about? Stop keeping me in suspense, kid."

Iroha took a deep breath, and her nose felt sore again.

“They said that Sister Meili left a note and disappeared on her own. She is an adult with a mature mind and should be responsible for her actions. If we still have no news of her after 48 hours, we can report her missing. Only then will they send police to issue missing person notices and conduct searches for us.”

"These incompetent fools, eating our taxpayers' money and doing nothing all day! Two days have passed, who knows what kind of accident might happen to Meili!"

Mr. Isshiki's anger surged, and he kicked the TV cabinet hard, making a loud noise.

"Honey! Say less!"

Lady Isshiki shouted at him.

"Japanese police are a bunch of useless idiots! I'm not wrong!"

"I didn't say that!"

Lady Isshiki looked at Suzumiya Chisato, who was gently pinching his brow with his eyes closed, and hugged him tenderly.

"..."

Mr. Isshiki sighed.

Indeed, there were people at the scene who were even more worried than him.

"But you too, you know your sister-in-law's emotions are unstable, why didn't you keep a closer eye on her? What did your brother tell you before?"

Mr. Isshiki calmed himself down and walked up to his daughter.

Isshiki Yu shrank back, unable to utter a single word in rebuttal.

Lady Isshiki stood up and pulled him aside, then stood in front of her daughter.

"Stop talking. This is not what anyone wanted things to turn out this way. Instead of lecturing Ayaha, you should think about where Mirei went!"

At that moment, Suzumiya Chisato stood up without saying a word, went to the washroom to wash her face with cold water, and then picked up her car keys.

“I’m going to check out all the places where Meili and I used to go on dates. Maybe she’s gone there to clear her head. Uncle and Aunt, could you please try looking for her at her university?”

Mr. Isshiki nodded without hesitation.

"Okay, we'll go right away."

He and his wife immediately put on their coats and went out of the house.

“Lift your head up, Aya.”

Suzumiya Senri approached Isshiki Iroha, whose delicate face was streaked with tears and whose eyes looked red and swollen.

"Qianli...brother...I'm sorry, really...I'm sorry."

"Stop saying such things. Meili wants to leave, and no one can stop her."

"But, but..."

"Okay, I'm going out to look for her now. You stay home. She might come back. When that happens, call us immediately."

"Yes, I understand..."

"Listen to me, don't cry."

Ruffled Iroha's head and ran out the door.

Your search that evening, unsurprisingly, yielded nothing.

[The day after the disappearance of the Central American Rei, you told the Isshiki couple and Isshiki Iroha to rest, while you planned to tough it out and continue wandering around trying your luck.]

Overwhelmed by guilt, Isshiki refused to listen to anything you said and insisted on staying by your side to search for your sister-in-law.

[You were driving aimlessly around Tokyo when Iroha Isshiki, sitting in the passenger seat, witnessed your growing agitation.]

On the third day, after almost two full days without sleep, you went to the police station to report a missing person.

A week later, the devastating news arrived.

The police summoned you to the police station and showed you something that your family immediately recognized as Central American formal shoes.

[The police later released another video copied from surveillance footage. The time displayed in the lower right corner of the video was the day Midori left. At a seaside pier, Midori's face flashed by. She slowly approached the sea, her figure gradually shrinking. When she reached the edge of the shore, it could be vaguely seen that she took off her shoes and placed them on the bank. Then she jumped into the water.]

The police are telling you tactfully that they haven't found any trace of Midi's body yet, but after so many days, it's very likely she's already deceased.

[Even the usually composed you slammed your fists on the table as if you'd gone mad upon hearing this!]

[You can't accept this reality! You're shouting that your wife couldn't have committed suicide!]

Tell the Japanese police not to give up the investigation; your wife must still be somewhere else!

[Mr. Isshiki, suppressing his grief, held you tightly around the waist, preventing you from losing control of your emotions and causing trouble.]

Lady Isshiki, clutching Isshiki Iroha, burst into heart-wrenching sobs.

[The moment Isshiki Iroha saw her sister-in-law leap from the image, a muffled thunderclap sounded around her, her brain turned into a vacuum, becoming a rotten, hollowed-out nutshell.]

She could no longer see what was happening in front of her, nor hear the words around her; she simply stared blankly ahead, her eyes wide open, seemingly without any meaning.

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Chapter 143 A False Illusion

Inside the police station, overwhelmed by grief and despair at the thought of your wife jumping into the sea, and having not slept for nearly two days, you fainted.

The Isshiki couple were shocked and, temporarily forgetting about the North American gifts, rushed you to the hospital. Fortunately, after examination, the doctor determined that the reason you had fainted was due to overexertion. Young people recover quickly, and you would be fine after a good night's sleep. However, he still advised the Isshiki couple to try to avoid such overexertion in the future.

After thanking them, the Isshiki couple took you home. Looking at you lying on the bed, at the locked door to their daughter's room, and then at the thought of Nakamoto Rei, who ultimately couldn't move on from what happened years ago and had attempted suicide, they suddenly seemed to age ten years.

Even as elders, who have experienced more and possess more mature thinking and rationality, they now understand what it means to feel unbearable pain.

They are already in so much pain just from the perspective of family; they can't possibly understand how desperate you must have felt when you received the news.

[In the room with the curtains drawn, Isshiki Iroha hugged her knees, her chin resting on her knees. Her eyes were bloodshot as she stared intently at two objects placed in front of her.]

[The note left by her sister-in-law, and a childhood photo of her and Suzumiya Chisato.]

The photo was taken shortly after Suzumiya Chisato's stepparents' accident. He was wearing black mourning clothes, and compared to himself, who seemed oblivious to the camera, his small face showed no expression.

[I just looked at the camera lens unconsciously, mechanically, and numbly.]