While Abe Rokurou was anxiously waiting, Senior Tamako and Senior Fushimi were sound asleep.
Their consciousness gradually sank into the darkness with the murmur, quietly and unknowingly journeying into the depths of their hearts.
After an unknown amount of time, Fushimi Roku saw a door. He knew where he was but didn't know who he was, instinctively stepped forward to push open the door.
Squeak...
Squeak... Squeak...
Fushimi Roku stepped barefoot on the wooden floor, the dampness of the attic floor seeped through his toes. He turned around, but the door he had come through was gone, and the cramped attic was in full view.
On the wooden wall near the window, there was a full-length mirror.
