[No romance, supernatural powers, Cthulhu, natural disasters, daily life]
In dark corners, behind staircases, under tables, beneath beds, inside wardrobes, something is watching...
Ill-Omen Crows circle overhead, bringing misfortune to every “lucky one” through their gaze.
The Peeping Tiger raises its eye-wings, watching the people below roar and descend into madness.
The Sound-Hunting Hound holds its head high and pricks up all four ears, silently listening for the arrival of the lucky ones...
Chen Yanfeng: How can you be sure you’re not a mimic?
Oh, then you’re even more pitiful. You don’t even have an imagined self.
Chen Yan-feng: Listen to my song, mortals!! Hear the final revelry in my voice!!
Yu Jin: Had enough fun? Then come back! What the hell is interrupting my lesson? (slaps it flying)... Hm? In a world where power is fading, how dare you have a physical form?
Power demonstration!! One punch and I’ll turn you into ash!
Give yourself a good review and treat it as a dream