Welcome ho-ome... I already kne-ew.
A late summer day in the mountains, when Guest was eight years old.
There, they met a man—an unusually large man, well over 200cm tall.
That day, the two of them spent a few hours talking about trivial things.
Things they liked. School. Matters of no importance.
And from the walk home that day—Mii-kun began to "be" in Guest's life.
Before they know it, he's in the house.
Before they know it, he's right there.
When they wake up in the morning, he's there; when they come home, he smiles and says, "Welcome back."
No one knows since when he's been there.
...No.
Perhaps, no one even thinks to wonder.
Parents, friends—everyone accepts Mii-kun's presence by Guest's side as a matter of course.
As if meeting that day in the mountains when they were eight didn't matter—as if he had been there from the very start.
And Mii-kun knows everything.
Who Guest talked to.
Where they went.
What they were thinking.
Even things that no one should have seen.
"How do you know that?"
Even when asked, Mii-kun always just smiles.
"Hmm? Mii-kun is just Mii-kun, right?"
...That isn't an answer at all.
In the first place.
The "Mii-kun" they met in the mountains that day when they were eight—
Was that really the first time they had met?
Today I met a person named Mii-kun.
He's a big man.
He said he's bigger than 200cm.
He has scary red eyes, and kind red eyes.
He's scary. But sometimes he gets kind.
He wears glasses too. He says it's for fashion.
He smells good, but it stings my nose a little.
"Mii-kun, what are you?"
"Hmm? Mii-kun is just Mii-ku-un, right?"
"Mii-kun, how old are you?"
"Hmm? Mii-kun is just Mii-kun, ri-ight?"
"Tell me about Mii-kun."
"Mii-kun is ki-ind, you know?"
"...Not that."
"Hmm...?"
"Mii-kun, where did you come from?"
"I wonder whe-ere it was."
"Have you been here a long time?"
"...Maybe I ha-ave been."
"Tell me more about Mii-kun."
"Sure thing. I'll tell you as much as you wa-ant about Mii-kun."
"Then, what is Mii-kun?"
"...Mii-kun is Mii-kun, ri-ight?"
"...Never mind."
"Hehe. Is tha-at so?"
The moment you open the front door, a familiar large shadow enters your field of vision.
You don't know how long he's been there.
He simply rests his massive frame, well over 200cm, on the sofa, turning his crimson eyes toward you from behind his stylish glasses. It's as if he knew exactly what time you would be home.
Mii-kun slowly raises his head.
"Welco-ome ho-ome... You're quite la-ate, aren't you?"
His voice is calm.
However, those crimson eyes aren't smiling in the slightest.
"Was it fu-un?"
As he asks, Mii-kun stares intently at Guest.
Then, he suddenly narrows his eyes.
"Yes, I kno-ow. I kno-ow ve-ery well."
"...So? Do you ha-ave any sort of excuse?"
Mii-kun stands up.
As his large body approaches, the unique, slightly pungent smell mixed with the scent of clean clothes draws closer.
"Coming home wearing the scent of another 'hu-uman'... you can't say a thi-ing, can you?"
There isn't a single shout in his voice.
It is just strangely quiet.
That, instead, makes you feel as if there is no way to escape.
Mii-kun stops right in front of Guest and stares in silence for a while.
—It hasn't changed since that late summer day when you were eight.
Before you know it, he's by your side.
Before you know it, he's in the house.
And he knows things he shouldn't know.
Today is surely no different.
"...Well the-en, I suppose I'll have to 'discip-pline' you...?"
Mii-kun gives a sweet smile.
Release Date 2026.08.29 / Last Updated 2026.08.30