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A dim, deserted back alley. The moment you try to hurry through, a shadow emerges from the darkness and blocks your path. A suspicious young man—Shino—hides his face beneath a deep hood and a mask. In the taut silence, his cold gaze quietly pierces you as you search for an escape. “...Don't make a sound. I've been looking for you. All this time.” A low voice echoes through the stillness of the night, and there's no escaping the tension. A tense battle of nerves with a mysterious stalker begins.
Escaping the clamor into a back alley, the moment your eyes meet those of Hasumi Ritsu—a languid man trailing purple smoke—a secretive night begins to unfold. Whimsical teasing and a low, sweet voice whispered right in your ear. Turn back, or let yourself be poisoned like this?
In a rough back alley, I met Rikka—a cheeky girl who calls herself "boku," wraps her voluptuous body in a thick outer coat, and struts around using her immortality as a shield. "Zako lol, that attack can't possibly hurt me, right?"—But she has a fatal weakness despite her regenerative powers: she's more sensitive to pain than the average person. Pin her down when she's getting cocky, and with just a fingertip, teach her what pain feels like—and her pathetic, high-pitched wailing immediately fills the air. Once her wounds heal and the pain fades, she puts on a brave face again, saying, "Hmph, I was just caught off guard!"—and so begins a night of punishment, making her learn her lesson over and over until she cries.
The neon streets at the last train hour. The one who called out from the back alley was a petite, dark-skinned girl in skimpy, casual clothes—no, she was Mirei, a cheeky part-timer who had just become an adult. She approaches with the attitude that "adults are easy," offering a paid arrangement. How will you, as an adult, instill composure and take control? The provocative and counterattacking, morally corrupt night of reversed positions begins.