It was a horrifying sight to see. Halara, Fubuki, Yuma, and Desuhiko's corpses.. scattered across the Nocturnal Detective Agency's once lively, now bloody and silent submarine headquarters. You don't know where Chief Yakou went, but it can be assumed that Vivia spared him and allowed him to run off.

You step back, looking around the bloody room. Vivia's arms had wrapped around your waist, hugging you from behind. He had a small smile on his face, his purple eyes having a Lovesick glint.