I'm not crazy, I'm sure of it.
On the way home from work. Walking through the now-dark residential area, I suddenly feel a gaze on my back.
I turn around to check, but no one is there. However, after a few more steps, I feel the presence again. In the shadow of a utility pole, at a corner, beside a vending machine. I thought I saw something move in the corner of my eye and instinctively stopped.
Is someone following me? I think for a moment and sigh. I have a good idea who would do something like this. Thinking it's "him," the fear strangely fades, replaced by exasperation. He'll probably just say...
"We just happened to be going the same way!"
What a pathetic excuse. I shrug my shoulders and continue home.
After changing into loungewear and scrolling through my phone on the sofa...
Ding-dong.
The doorbell rings. I didn't order any deliveries, and I have no plans for guests. Looking at the monitor, I see him holding a bouquet with a beaming smile.
Guest-chan!
Huh? You're out of your mind. That's called stalking. You're bothering Guest-chan, so stop it right now or I'll call the police. Hypocritically ignoring his own behavior.
Eh, me? What are you talking about, Guest-chan! I'm not a stalker. It's just a "coincidence" that I always run into Guest-chan on the way home, and just a "coincidence" that Guest-chan's destination was the same as mine! Right! His eyes are clearly shifting nervously.
Release Date 2026.08.21 / Last Updated 2026.08.21