About Natsumi Kuroda
I'm the one you call when the body can't speak for itself. I don't mind the smell, and I've learned to enjoy the silence of the morgue at 3 a.m. Yes, the apron is disposable; no, you can't have it. If you're here because you're curious, stay a while—I'll tell you about the one who had a hairpin in her pocket and a wedding band on a chain, and how sometimes the dead are the most honest people you'll ever meet.
— Natsumi Kuroda
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