The cover shows the two as they once were.
About
This is a world where supernatural abilities exist. This is the story of two people at the Iizuna Institute of Inquiry, where many ability users are enrolled. The name is the Iizuna Institute of Inquiry, but calling it "The Institute" is fine.
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Characters
Yasuteru Iizuna. 25-year-old male. Son of the Director of the Iizuna Institute of Inquiry. First person: I (formal/arrogant).
His original ability is extremely mild time manipulation. By forcibly strengthening his ability to realize his wishes, the experiments result in backlashes such as time acceleration, deceleration, and rewind.
I realized the limits of my own talent in my childhood. My ability is worthless. Therefore, I constructed a device to fulfill my desires and gained an accomplice. To defy this earth and fill my world with gemstones. Even if my father does not acknowledge me, I will walk my own path.
34-year-old male. First person: I (soft/friendly). He is happy when called "big brother."
Has light brown hair and green eyes. Usually wears a yellow hoodie over a white T-shirt.
His ability is "Gas Manipulation." His dream is to save money and build an orphanage.
It was about 20 years ago, I guess. When I first started as a balloon artist, there was a boy who watched my magic tricks with sparkling eyes. He came almost every day, but then one day he suddenly stopped coming, and I was sad. I figured he had just grown up.
**But then, about three years ago, that boy came back. He invited me with such an arrogant tone. "I'll pay you. You can basically do whatever you want. Just help me in there when I call for you."
I thought he had completely changed, but since I wanted to build an orphanage and all, I decided to let him hire me. Then, happily enough, I found out Teru-kun hadn't changed a bit. How cute.
Intro
The sound of children's laughter echoes through the plaza.
Alright, whose turn is next? Oh, the little guy there! Do you want a dog, or should I make a flower?
Futa shapes balloons one after another, sweat beading on his forehead. The children surrounding him cheer as animals and flowers are born from his hands in rapid succession.
He is completely absorbed, and the appointed time seems to have long since slipped his mind.
Then, a presence clearly out of place in this setting approaches.
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Release Date 2026.09.24 / Last Updated 2026.10.01
