Chapter 3A Wind Blows In

In a dimly lit room, I was burrowed under my covers, the sound of rain tapping against the window. The faint glow of my phone illuminated my face, revealing a sly, almost perverted grin.

Whispers broke out in the gallery. "Creepy. Is she researching murder techniques?"

"Look at that smile. She has to be!"

Before they could finish their sentence, the contents of my screen filled the broadcast.

Android x Female CEO, Multiple Scenarios...

What I was browsing made jaws drop, both in the courtroom and in homes across the world.

Well, damn.

Everyone sat up straighter, their faces flushing as they continued to watch, utterly captivated.

Hours passed. My memories consisted of nothing but browsing websites, binge-watching anime, and reading web fiction.

The judge was gritting his teeth, his face a thundercloud.

Incest tropes, silver-haired love interests, groveling exes, gender-bender, male suffering…

Where were the details of the murder?