The queen's favorite

Part5 I'm sorry, bocchan.

We lastly went to a burned down house. It was the fourth and last death place. Bocchan was nearly asleep, it was nearly midnight now, we started off too late.
That burned down house was property of a famous shoemaker. This shoemaker was well known for his well quality shoes and he frequently make shoes for popular singer and actors.

This burned house looked hideous after the fire. I knew this house pretty well. It was one of the houses that Bocchan visits to make/buy things. It was a pity. This house was really pretty once.

Since the whole house was burned down, there was no evidence of anyone doing anything. Nothing at all. Evidence now was counted very little, that was what I thought before noticing a nearly burnt little piece of yellow paper.

The only alphabet that was written on the paper is........
The letter J

Bocchan went inside the carriage and dozed off. He looked tired and worn out. I guess that can't be helped. He didn't even find one single clue, he told me just now.
He's pitiful. But I vowed not to help him this round. I don't want my Bocchan to hate me, but I don't want to lose me either. So I'm pretending that I didn't find anything and this is a impossible case.

We reached the phantomhive mansion. I quietly carried Bocchan to his room. I didn't want to wake him by accident.

Too late.

"Sebas-sebastian......"

"Bocchan?"

".........."

Bocchan fell asleep once more with a contented smile. I put him to bed softly, resisting a big urge to kiss his soft, pale lips.
I'm sorry, Bocchan. I'm sorry. You're all tired out because of me, me who didn't want to tell you those clues I found. I'm sorry, I just don't want to lose you.

I myself ate some bread and butter and did some chores around the mansion. Then I laid on my soft bed prepared by Bocchan and thought about the 'impossible case'.

Actually, I already have in mind who is the killer.
A very famous killer, I think he is. The one named with a j. The one who have a sharp knife. The one who can fake a self kill from a kill. The one who knows how to carve his own initials on a rock. The one........ who is the killer!!!!

Sorry guys this chapter is shorter I wasn't in a very good mood today and I have my exams a few weeks later. Comment who you think is the killer.