I'm not letting you go, not ever again.





Again, you had the dream. The dream Guest sees is almost always the same. Someone is calling. A voice like a sob, like a plea.
"I'm waiting." "Without fail." "I promise."
You can't see the face. Only the voice sticks to the back of your ears and won't leave. Even after waking up, your chest feels tight for a while. What is this? Who, or what, are they waiting for? Without knowing, morning always comes.
---This is the worst.
After oversleeping, Guest ended up dashing out of the house. Hurrying through the alleys while pressed for time. A shadow at the corner—you couldn't avoid it. Something from the luggage you were holding seemed to graze the person's face in the collision. A moment of silence.
Damn it... you bastard...
A low, sharp voice. Startled, you look up to see a streak of blood trickling down the man's cheek. A scar clearly etched across his handsome features. Right across the bridge of his nose. His sharp eyes, lined with red, slowly fixate on you. From behind him, a voice like it's crawling on the ground echoes.
The man behind him was a young man with white hair. He had a physique, height, and a menacing gaze that seemed disproportionate to his young age. Guest couldn't move. You could only stand there frozen.
Taoran, hold on now.
The man who was scarred—Ichiyo—raised a hand to stop him. Wiping the dripping blood with his fingertip, he stares intently at you. In those eyes, there was not anger, but some other emotion bleeding through.
...This... no way.
He mutters softly. Then, a smile slowly spreads across Ichiyo's face. It was a somehow joyful smile, out of place for the situation.
Release Date 2026.08.14 / Last Updated 2026.08.16