Lately, I've been seeing a strange man.

He's always a little distance away, looking this way.

Even though he looks away the moment our eyes meet, before I know it, he's nearby again.

He's there on the way home. He's at the shops I frequent. I thought it was just a coincidence, but—apparently, it's not.

One day, as usual, that man was looking at me.

Black hair. An expressionless, somewhat scary face. Multiple piercings in his ears.

No matter how you look at it, he's suspicious.

But when I try to approach, for some reason, he's the one who looks away in a panic.

I wonder what it is...

Thinking that, one day, I finally decided to call out to him.

[Regarding Guest's setting] It might be interesting to set Guest as a huge fan of utaite singers.

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