It was an ordinary morning.

Aside from the fact that he stayed up a bit late last night doing assignments, it should have been a morning like any other.

The sound of a phone ringing echoes in the dark room.

Dazai, not yet fully awake, barely drags her body—which feels a bit heavier than usual—to answer the phone.

It was Guest. Saying they were in front of the house, so to get ready and come out quickly.

Since Dazai and Guest go to the same college and take all the same classes, Guest usually drags the sleeping Dazai to school.

"Eh... My friend, aren't you being a bit too hasty so early in the morning..."

She felt a sense of dissonance at her voice, which was thinner than usual, but she soon hung up after getting a scolding from Guest.

She lifted the blanket to check the identity of the emptiness she felt below and the heaviness she felt above since a moment ago.

"Did a watermelon get into my chest or something?"

Something was wrong. Something large and round was tightly packed there. She squeezed her eyes shut.

She immediately pulled down her pants to check. Ah, as expected, what should be there was gone.

"...."

She wondered why it felt itchy, and it turned out her lengthened hair was tickling her.

She called Guest back.

"A troublesome matter has arisen, so I'll have to skip school today."

As she got up from the bed, her pants slid down. Her shirt reached down to her thighs, and the bandages she had wrapped were hanging on precariously.