Matcha was still trying to adjust her eyes, which felt closed for a long time. Light after light that she thought was very bright made it difficult for her eyes to open. However, Matcha persisted, until slowly she could see the dimness of the room around her. She rubbed her eyes again, faster. The one item Matcha saw for the first time was the roof of the bed. 

Then there was another bed behind it.

She hurriedly picked up the cell phone, which was next to her, looking at the calendar. 

The year 2020. She was back. Matcha smiled happily. She had made it back. I don't know. who activated the puzzle, but Matcha was very grateful. Ah, yes, the puzzle. Matcha couldn't see it. There was only one cardboard box on her bed. The puzzle disappeared. 

So, Matcha is back!?

She won't go back in time again. Never.

She had to solve all his problems immediately. However, before that, she tried to dial Navy's phone number as she hurriedly walked out. As she passed by, the glass in front of the dormitory, Matcha frowned as her outfit changed to a very feminine one.

"Hello, Cha? It's really... strange."

Okay. Let's just say she's shameless with the Navy. After staying away from them, she came when push came to shove. "Vy, sorry about before, but can you help me, Vy?"

"Help with what?"

Matcha glanced at the CCTV in the corner of the dormitory courtyard. Everything must be proven, even if only from the footage. "Look at the campus CCTV. Can you?"

"Can, can. Where are you now?"

Matcha winced briefly as she heard the sound of people falling on the other side, with a strong Navy grin as she cursed the cabinet. "Dormitory."

"I'm going there now. I'll be there in a minute. It's in the next dormitory."
Matcha cleared her throat. "I'll wait for you, Vy. Thanks."

Sure enough, after only a few minutes, Navy approached him in his T-shirt and flip-flops. 

The man lived in the dormitory too, so it must be close by. Moreover, he had access to see her.  Did Matcha tell you anything yet? Navy's grandfather, Grandpa Mario, was the owner of Haryaka University. It's named after the man's father, which Navythe also uses.

The two of them walked into the monitoring room. Not far from the dormitory. Although Matcha only knew, anyway, the place.

"Sir, you know me, right?" Before she knew it, the Navy had already taken a seat on the empty chair next to the man guarding it. The stocky man nodded stiffly. "I want to see."

Then, the Navy turned to her. "Which one?"

So Matcha moved closer, looking at the monitor screen in front of them. She pointed to the gate near her dorm that could still highlight the street.

After the guard turned it around, Matcha sat down next to Navy, looking at it more carefully. Yes. The same. She was very sure of this. Om Bara. The one who bumped into Green.

"So?" The Navy turned to him. "Green?"

Matcha nodded. "Yes. He was hit. Deliberately and premeditatedly."
Perhaps the assassination attempts in the past have failed. It was because of Blue—or maybe he was in Blue's body poked fun at them with the revelation of Aryan's case.

"I'll take you to the police station."
Matcha nodded. Of course, she was very happy with the offer. The Navy asked for a copy of the video first, and then the two walked to the parking lot to get their bikes. Once at the police station, Matcha seemed to feel that she had completed her mission in the past. which she felt was not complete because she didhad not come to the trial.

Ah, yes. It turns out that was the reason. Matcha understands very well now. The reason why Neon's father was not imprisoned.

She sat next to Navythe, facing the two male police officers, handing over the evidence. 

After the police accepted it and would look into the case, Matcha didn't get up. There was one thing she also wanted to resolve.

"I am Mr. Aryan's daughter. Is the case record written here?" The next time, she couldn't change it. 

The cop turned to the next desk, trying to check.

"Yes. One year ago. He was proven to have died in an accident."

"But it was no ordinary accident, sir. The accident was planned. I beg you, please. investigate this case thoroughly again. Also, about my sister. Blue. She is missing because She was thrown into the sea by the people who killed Mr. Aryan!"

Matcha sighed wearily as the police looked on in disbelief.

"Blue?" One policewoman-Rima, it was on her reached them. "She was indeed found at sea. The culprit has been caught."

"Bara?"

The woman seemed to remember. "I happen to be in charge of this case. Yes. Mr. Bara. He was arrested this morning."

"Then, with Mr. Aryan? Why is the culprit not considered guilty!?" Matcha pulled her hand away as Navythe tried to get her to leave. "I want that case re-investigated. There was embezzlement of funds in a big company there. It may seem like I'm talking nonsense, but Mr.ira, the victim's lawyer, you'll believe me, right?"

Fortunately, Wira came after that. As long as Om Wira was there, helping her, Matcha felt relieved. Moreover, he came with Hadwan, who happened to bring a little additional evidence, albeit crucial.

After that, Matcha parted ways in front of the police station with the Navy. However, "How Did you know, Cha? Green got hit earlier."

"I'm a witness. I saw everything."

Navy muttered, Oh, so long.

"I'll go first. Hurry up. Bye!"
Matcha ran from there, boarding the taxi she had just intercepted, heading home despite the Navy's cries of surprise.

"YES-EH!" The man screamed. "SINCE WHEN DO YOU LIKE TO SAY GOODBYE? LIKE THIS?"
Matcha didn't know either. Perhaps since she was pushed into the sea? Or maybe something else.  Certainlyduring the past. Because she was thrown there.

She stared at the house, which was slightly different from before. The house looked deserted. 

Although it was large, it was empty. Matcha tried to get inside. It wasn't locked.

"Uh, Miss. Matcha?" There's a helper. "Miss. Blue hasn't come home yet. She's still hospitalized.  But she's awake now."

"Oh."

Matcha nodded, smiling fondly. Blue was still alive. This meant that the book must still be there.  So, she ran to her room upstairs, trying to find Blue's diary, which she had deliberately kept in the bottom cupboard. Matcha tried to open it. Her eyes lit up when She found the book, still in the same position. Before she was kidnapped, Matcha had deliberately kept it, as if she had a premonition.

Before that, Matcha tried to open it first, deliberately not locking it. It was okay. The contents were still very much the same. Nothing had changed. Except for the only sheet, the contents of Blue's confession of pleasure over his move to the social class. That's what she wrote.
Matcha could breathe a sigh of relief now. Especially when she saw the money in the box she had intentionally kept. See, right, Matcha managed to bring this money. So, she pocketed it in a paper bag along with the book before going downstairs.

"CHA!"

Matcha almost dropped her navy blue paper bag when she heard the shout. She blinked. Long time. The man smiled broadly when he saw her, walked over to her, and stood right in front of Matcha. Then he raised his right hand. There was still a black bracelet there.

"Do you remember?" she squeaked. Green nodded. The man held out his hand. Matcha smiled shyly, accepting the hand, and grasping it tightly.
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"Sky, can I ask you another favor?"

Sky, who was writing her assignment at the time, looked up at Matcha who was using her book as a cushion. Matcha didn't look at Sky, instead she was still happy to sink her cheek into the pile of books. The atmosphere of the lifeLife puzzle shop was somehow good that afternoon.

"What?"
"If I disappear, it's like Blue. Like the previous storyline. Can you please activate my puzzle?"

That question, Matcha's plea for help, exactly one day before being kidnapped, kept ringing in Sky's mind. So, as they scrambled to find them, Sky went to the puzzle shop of life, exchanging Matcha for her own, activating the puzzle that had been marked green.

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Sky's one wish at the time was that everything would go according to their plan.