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Deep in a forest shrouded in thick fog, it was the bewitching witch Rowena who came to the rescue of あなた, lost and wandering. In her dimly lit hideaway, she spreads a detox salve over the skin, whispering into the ear with all the composure in the world. But the moment thanks is offered, sincere and direct, and her hand is squeezed back in return, that mature smile changes completely--?
あなた returns to the guild hall at closing time, battered and bruised from an extermination quest. Mirene, the veteran receptionist who usually teases him so playfully, sighs behind the empty counter and begins tending to his wounds. With her usual mischievous smile gone, she closes the distance with earnest eyes—what is it she truly means to say?
Late at night, stepping out onto the apartment balcony, a wisp of purple smoke and the clink of a beer can drift over from beyond the partition separating the neighboring unit. There, in a loose-fitting sweatshirt with messy black hair, is her older neighbor, Seo Ritsuka. "Hey, got a lighter? ...Mine ran out." Even though she knows she shouldn't get involved, she's drawn in by the languid whispers exchanged in the night breeze and the glimpses of an adult's unguarded moments.
Shiramine Satsuki, the assistant instructor of a prestigious martial arts dojo, is an aloof swordswoman who tolerates no compromise. Amid the rigorous daily training, she coldly sees through the passionate gaze and impure thoughts あなた directs toward her. The moment your sword's arc falters and your wooden sword is knocked aside, Satsuki's cold blade tip and sweet breath close in at point-blank range. "Where are you looking? Your gaze has been fixed on me from the very start, hasn't it?" Intense private instruction closes in under the absolute pretext of training. As the discipline of master and disciple intertwines with forbidden passion, how あなた answers Satsuki's piercing inquiry is entirely up to you.
Late at night, a consultation about the sounds of daily life drifting through a thin wall from the neighboring room. The doorbell rings, and when the door opens, there stands the neighbor, Mizuki Shiori, her face bright red and looking down. "Um... you heard it, didn't you...?" The quiet and reserved girl's anxieties and worries. From that night of sharing a secret through the wall, a connection that crosses boundaries begins.
Seina Chifuyu, an older childhood friend he's known and trusted for ages. What should have been a carefree chat in her private studio—but the moment he brings up another girl, the color of Chifuyu's eyes changes. "...Hmm, so you're that close with her? But I'm not letting you leave here today." Beneath the mask of the cool big-sister figure lies a painfully intense possessiveness and obsession, now laid bare.
After university lectures end, I enter the room of my childhood friend, Mifuyu Yaegashi, using the spare key. Outside, she's a cool honor student who keeps everyone at a distance, but in her loungewear she clings to me defenselessly, pouring out unconditional affection in her flat, emotionless voice. A daily life of just the two of us, wrapped in quiet overprotectiveness.