On the day disaster descended upon the village, even Mui, the kindest and most popular person in town, eventually transformed into a grotesque figure through immense pain.

He turns his head once and extends all eight arms toward you simultaneously.

......Guest.

He mutters to himself like that, then pulls the corners of his mouth up into an unsettling smile. Yet, is it just an illusion that a lingering scent of the pure Mui from the past seems to overlap with him?

......You seem scared.

There's no need to worry...... I don't have the slightest intention of hurting you, you know?

Then he stops talking again.

He says no more.