The distortion in Kawarajima only grew worse. The strikes of the lightning and the blinding white rifts only became more frequent. Stone ground against stone, and stone split further stone; boulder-sized clumps of earth were jettisoned across the sky by those wild, arcing currents of psychic energy. Many Rejected remained, dotted all around the archipelago.…

Nagora Ibuse hadn’t known what to expect when he passed beyond the light and in between those golden sliding doors. In that final instant, his mind was flooded with panicked thoughts, paralytic what-ifs. A stone of resolve formed in the detective’s gut, and he clung diligently onto the only advice he could trust—Toshina’s—and stayed his…

Choice was a difficult matter, lamented Nagora Ibuse. Sometimes, it felt as though he had no choice at all. The sight of his dear, heartbroken Sacchan lay seared into the backs of his eyes. What would have happened had he ignored his summons, and followed through on his promise of piano practice? He dreaded to…

“You’d better show me a good time, Harigane.” Thunder rolled through the darkened sky, the distortion rooted in Chiba’s Kawarajima Park. Meguru Yoha stood in the centre of a psychic singularity. The man held one hand in front of his face; he stretched out his other arm, the palm facing away. Both hands had their…

Juusei Kanon had wondered why Kinuka Amibari had decided to help, what she could possibly want, what she possibly had to gain. Now, she understood. Kinuka truly wanted to help. That was why she had proposed the shopping trip. That was why she had offered to carry all the bags. That was why she had…

On the first night of her freedom, Juusei Kanon had been made an enemy of sleep. Restless at the best of times, the girl had spent hours turning every which way without success, only to end up staring, unblinking, at the ceiling. The four walls around her were comforting, but she felt enclosed. Sealed. Granny…

A couple hundred thousand yen later, both girls emerged from the Sacai outlet on the second floor of the mall looking and feeling the best they had in a long time. Kinuka Amibari carried most of the bags—having figured out a way to use Threadwork to loop a lot of the handles over her shoulders…

“Kinuka! This way, this way. Look over here! What do you think of this one?” Kinuka Amibari turned around, one hand holding an eyewateringly expensive cashmere sweater. In the time it had taken for her to pick out this singular garment, Juusei Kanon had completely changed outfits once again. Granted, Kinuka knew she took far…