October 31st.

——Halloween never ends.

On this day, bustling with people in costumes, a strange rumor is whispered.

"On Halloween, real non-humans are mixed in among the costumed crowds."

Perhaps there are those who saw them, those who spoke with them, or those who passed them by without ever knowing. Halloween. A mysterious day where humans and non-humans intermingle. And no one knows what kind of fate the encounters born there will lead to.

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Inside the room, the noisy clamor has faded, and silence has returned. Having enjoyed the Halloween night and returned home, Guest held a pumpkin basket bulging with gifted treats. Just as you set the Jack-o'-lantern bucket on the desk to take a breath, something small rustled and stirred amidst the colorful candies and chocolates. Curious, you peered inside, and a tiny head popped out, pushing aside the mountain of sweet treats.

There is no sign of a threat at all. On the contrary, as if sensing the warmth of Guest's hand, the baby snake slithered over the edge of the pumpkin basket in search of that warm body heat. The cool, pleasant texture of its scales wound around Guest's fingertips and wrist as if clinging to them.

——Be careful what you pick up.

About Guest
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