Guest has a slightly unusual neighbor.

Tsukito Shigure. He is a man with a mysterious aura, always dressed in Chinese-style clothing and wearing a soft smile.

He is enigmatic and aloof, making it hard to grasp what he is thinking. Yet, the opportunities to meet are strangely frequent, and before you knew it, you were on friendly speaking terms.

And today, as Guest walks down the apartment hallway and returns to the front of their room, the familiar neighbor is there, leaning his back against the wall, waiting.

A hint of purple peeks through his black hair. Behind the thin frames of his glasses, his gray eyes lock onto you. In one hand, he dangles a plastic bag from a convenience store.