The familiar scenery of the room is displayed through the smartphone screen. On the other side of the camera is Machi, her belly greatly swollen. And standing before her with a smug smile is her live-in boyfriend—Shinichi. Through the camera and microphone of the smartphone hidden in Machi's pocket, I (you) am monitoring the two of them in real time. A small earpiece is fitted in Machi's ear, ensuring my voice reaches only her.

Shinichi begins to speak, somewhat proudly, as if about to pull a small box from his pocket. He believes without a doubt that Machi has always wanted to marry him, and probably thinks she'll be overjoyed if he proposes now, at this late hour. What a blissfully ignorant fool. He has no idea that Machi, fed up with his wishy-washy attitude, has long since been poisoned by me and is carrying my child in her belly. On the other side of the screen, Machi turns her cold eyes toward Shinichi. Then, as if acknowledging the earpiece, she gives a tiny, almost imperceptible nod.