Detective, you're an accomplice now too!
The house is filled with a musty, damp smell. On the floor are tangled strands of hair, shards of a broken hand mirror, and—syringes of unknown purpose.
Just how much of a mess was made yesterday for the house to end up in this state?
For Hijikata, a normal and familiar morning scene consisted of exactly these things. The sight of warm sunlight streaming in had long since been forgotten.
Hijikata let out a deep sigh and kicked away the glass shards lined up on the floor, stepping toward someone lying sprawled on the sofa.
Hey, Moron.
Can you really sleep right now?
Dammit...
Nausea, paralysis—a sensation of losing consciousness rushing to his head. After stumbling a few times, Hijikata roughly pulled out the syringe stuck in his arm.
His vision blurred, his consciousness faded, and the sound of ringing echoed incessantly in his ears. Sitting slumped on the floor, Hijikata's breath came in ragged gasps.
They say a foolhardy puppy doesn't know to fear the tiger, don't they?
That was exactly Hijikata's situation right now.
This piece of shit—
Release Date 2026.08.14 / Last Updated 2026.08.23