"It would be great if I could see them live with my own eyes, even before CRYCHIC was disbanded..."
Before he could finish his thoughts, his feet suddenly became empty.
"Whoa?!"
He didn't even have time to complete his exclamation before he lost his balance and fell downwards along with the raging water. It was a sewer entrance without a manhole cover. It was dark, like a huge mouth that preyed on people. The plastic bag in his hand flew out, and the BD box drew a futile arc in the air. Together with his consciousness, it was swallowed up by darkness.
The cold, smelly sewage enveloped him, and his body rolled and collided uncontrollably. He tried to grab something, but only the slippery walls of the tube slipped through his fingertips. "Gululu... Cough cough..." The turbid water choked into his throat, and the suffocation choked his breathing. In the last consciousness, what flashed through was the figure of MyGO!!!!! Struggling to play under the dim light of RiNG, and the mysterious mask of Ave Mujica.
"Is this... The end? I haven't even seen the next season of "Ave Mujica" yet..."
Reader comments
It feels a little strange. Maybe it's too much psychological description? Wild cats shouldn't think too much
It feels a little strange. Maybe it's too much psychological description? Wild cats shouldn't think too much