“Wha…?!”

The space behind Yuuma swayed, wavering like a ripple. Something from the other side gently showed its face as if rising from the bottom of a deep lake.

It was a giant blue malevolent silhouette—

Yuuma’s voice gently echoed into Kojou’s ear.

“Now, let the festivities begin, Kojou.”

As if responding to that sweet echo’s invitation, Kojou’s consciousness gently fell into a haze, and then, deeper and deeper into the darkness…