Scarlet love

The women paced the dark corridors towards a long familiar door, behind it is the man she still can't confess to. The women's name was Koyo Ozaki, she had beautiful long red hair, like ripe cherries and probably very soft and always gathered in a strict bundle, one of her eyes covered by straight bangs, her eyes were the color of rubies, the brightest and most expensive in the whole world. She was dressed in a traditional red kimono, under which was a beautiful black dress that was decorated with red flowers with the equally beautiful name "higanbana", which were considered the flowers of death. With her, she always carried a red traditional Japanese umbrella, in the handle of which was hidden a sharp katana that could easily cut a cherry petal in the wind. She had been in love with a man for years, but she couldn't admit it to him, because he was her boss. Mori Ogai is a tall, statuesque man with dark black hair, comparable to the sky of a black September night that beckons you to break into the starry infinity, his hair cut into a short bob with two long strands of bangs. His eyes can be compared to expensive polished amethysts. He wears a white shirt hidden beneath a black jacket, with a black long coat with a red scarf over it. He wears white gloves on his hands. He fights with a scalpel, because in the past he was a doctor, and then was able to take the place of the head of the organization. Walking up to the massive door, the girl knocked three times and then opened the door. Behind the door was a spacious office with panoramic windows, from which the whole of Yokohama could be seen, at the opposite wall from the windows stood chairs covered with green upholstery, and between them stood a nightstand made of dark wood, also in the room stood cabinets, from top to bottom stuffed with books, and in front of the shelves stood a table made of the same dark wood, on the floor was a red carpet with a beautiful pattern. But this cold idyll was diluted by a body. The woman hurriedly approached and at the same moment recoiled in horror, she did not want to believe that this body belonged to her lover. Still daring to come closer, she crouched down and touched the back, it was cold, death had occurred at least a few hours ago. Tears rolled down the girl's face for the first time in a long time, the last time she had tried to get her student Izumi Kyoku back, she had been unsuccessful. Looking around the room for any visible clues, her gaze caught on a note of some sort. The contents of the note puzzled her and the blood rushed to her face, turning her cheeks crimson. "Dear Koyo, only you occupy my heart. You're the only one on my mind. Your image is always in front of me. You're like an obsession, I can't get away from you. What kind of sickness is love? But what a sweet, pinching feeling it is! For me you are the most beautiful. I admire you to the core. You are the sweetest and most tender creature. I am enchanted and bewitched by you. I'm your prisoner, but I don't need freedom. To be with you is my greatest desire. I love you. I am sorry that I have never been able to dare to say these words to you in person, but I am not sure if my feelings are mutual. Maybe it's better if you don't know about them. And you, my first and only love, can easily let me go. Mori Ogai " - I loved you too, and I still love you, Mori. Don't worry, the killer will face his punishment.