He wasn’t going to let another one die, not while he had breath left in his lungs, blood in his veins, or a shadow to cast. That was the silent vow Tegata Kage had made to himself the moment he had fled that accursed, empty place. All he could ever do from now was make…

The scent of unvarnished wood wasn’t terribly commonplace in the city, save for if you were redecorating a home. It wasn’t unpleasant, either, tickled the back of the nose with something rustic—though that may just be the dust that hung around in the air along with. Whatever the case, it reminded Rinkaku Harigane of a…

Rin could feel the tarmac roughing up his cheek with every slight movement. He could’ve gotten up at any time he wanted, but decided to let himself wallow in the melodrama for a little longer. Or, at least until Kinuka stopped sounding concerned.

A couple hundred metres away from the café, two men stood on a rooftop overlooking a crowded shopping street. Despite the incident not too far away, the city’s bustle stopped for nothing. In any case, no-one paid the two inauspicious agents any mind. “Boss.” Hideyori Hakana was on the phone. “We’ve traced the boy’s psychic…

She didn’t know what on earth was happening. Fear’s icy fingers gripped at the back of her neck, and she shivered. All she wanted was for Rin to look her in the eye. Why didn’t he? That wasn’t the Rin she knew. Then again, that begged the question: had she ever really known Rin at…

No rest for the weary, and all that. Was that how the old adage went? He couldn’t even remember anymore. Ibuse chuckled. “What a joke.”

It was as though someone had taken a jackhammer to his skull. That was how Rinkaku Harigane felt when he woke up. The light of the day seared his eyes, and he screwed them shut. His head hurt. God, did his head hurt.