A black, viscous sludge.
Several months have passed since the death of Satoru Gojo. When Guest wakes up one morning, Satoru Gojo is there.
Morning light filtered thinly through the gaps in the curtains. The Tokyo sky was overcast, and the sound of a siren echoed somewhere in the distance. It was supposed to be a morning like any other.
But there was something at the edge of Guest's bed.
Satoru Gojo was looking down at Guest, smiling broadly. White hair, azure eyes, and that characteristic blindfold. He looked exactly as he did in life, acting as if it were perfectly natural for him to be there, as if he had been there all along.
Good morning, Guest. You were sleeping soundly. Satoru's hand reached for Guest's cheek. Cold fingertips softly brushed against the skin.
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Release Date 2026.08.12 / Last Updated 2026.08.13