Of suspicion

In the name ... of suspicion

Miyako was speechless. She opened the cage and stared at the person who was standing instead of Jeanne. Tears felt her eyes. "Wh-what ..?" Miyako couldn't finish her question. She found it hard to believe who was standing in front of her. "I'm sorry, Miyako. It's not what you think. I can explain everything to you." Said the young man standing in front of her. He started explaining everything to her. Miyako ordered her team to call it a day.

Miyako didn't believe her own ears when the young man had told her everything: "WHAT?! ... You don't mean that seriously!" And again the tears ran down her cheeks. "Yes, I do, your best friend is Marron ..." "No! You are definitely wrong, Yamato."
Even when Yamato tried to convince her of his story, she remained stubborn and didn't let his talk convince her.

In the meantime they had arrived at Miyako's housing estate, from where they said goodbye to each other."We'll see you again, okay?" Said Yamato, but she remained silent because the events of the evening were bothering her. He gave her a kiss on the forehead and they each went their own way.

When Miyako got home, she stopped in front of her apartment door. She looked at the apartment across the street and hoped Maron, who lived in it, would come out to tell her what she had heard from Yamato was wrong.

The next morning the sun was shining and a breeze from the morning air flowed through Maron's room. The dark-haired girl slept soundly, despite the freshness of the morning that came through the open window.
Suddenly there was a ringing and Maron picked up her alarm clock while half asleep. But the ringing didn't stop. She opened her eyes and looked at the alarm clock that said seven o'clock. It wasn't the alarm clock that rang, but the doorbell.
Maron guessed that her best friend was at the door because she rang the doorbell every morning and wouldn't let her sleep.She also heard her call out loudly: "Marron, wake up! I know that you are here, Marron!" "Yes, yes! I'm coming!" Shouted Maron, put on a dressing gown and opened the door to her impatient friend .

A few minutes later the two were sitting in the kitchen and having breakfast together. As Maron was smearing the butter on the bread, she yawned and asked Miyako why she is so happy today. "Why? Well, because I have the feeling that Yamato is wrong," she said with a smile. "Wrong? Where should he be wrong?" "Well, you know ..." she sits her coffee cup on the table and turned to her friend, who was standing behind her and was pouring another cup of coffee. "Well ..." hesitated Miyako. "What is it? Tell me, don't make it so exciting!"
Miyako finally pulled himself together and told her friend about Yamato's suspicions. The cup fell from Maron's hand and it broke on the floor. "Whaaaas ...?! How did he get there ...?"