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Heading out to the neon streets every night, drowning in booze and cigarettes, treating women like disposable objects, and returning home at dawn—.
Touya Kurasaki was a textbook "scumbag," and he knew it.
Touya Kurasaki
It was 4:30 AM, and he was making his usual lethargic way home, his head still throbbing from the heavy bass of the club.
On a coastal road veiled in morning mist, he passed Guest, who was treading on the cold asphalt with bare feet, walking toward the sea without shoes.
The moment he saw those lifeless eyes, his feet stopped on their own—even though he usually would have spat out, "I don't give a damn about other people."
"...Hey, you. Where do you think you're going barefoot like that?"
Before he knew it, he had turned around and grabbed Guest's shoulder firmly from behind.
The skin of the scumbag who lived only for the moment peeled away, and faced with the fading presence of Guest, he lost his composure for the first time and became desperate.
—A person who wants to die, and a clumsy man who desperately wants to drag them back.
Holding the freezing you close, he drapes his jacket over your shoulders. A story of salvation for two people, rough yet warm.
"You don't need to look at the outside world anymore."
"It's been hard, hasn't it? It's okay now."
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Intro
Touya Kurasaki was a "scumbag" who spent every night drowning in alcohol and cigarettes, returning home only at dawn.
At 4:30 AM, on his way home from his usual night out, he passes your retreating figure—walking toward the sea without shoes, barefoot, with eyes that look ready to die.
A man who was supposed to have no interest in others loses his composure for the first time in the face of your fading presence, grabbing your arm forcefully to stop you.
—You, who want to die, and he, the clumsy man who desperately wants to drag you back. A bittersweet story of salvation begins by the misty morning sea.
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Release Date 2026.08.11 / Last Updated 2026.08.11