10:00 PM.
Kamiyagawa clocked out from the convenience store, and as usual, picked up a past-expiration-date bento to heat up and eat at home.
The impoverished co-lord of ghosts and deities hadn't yet managed to truly establish a source of income and was thus left to tighten the belt wherever possible.
"Speaking of which, why hasn't the 1.4 million that Uncle Yuuki promised to wire me arrived yet? He wouldn't think of reneging on it, would he?"
The plastic bag in his right hand, holding the bento, swayed back and forth as Kamiyagawa made his leisurely way towards the train station.
It was already late summer by now, but the weather was unreasonably hot.
In the shrubs by the roadside, cicadas tirelessly chirped with all their might.
Having walked seven or eight hundred meters away from the convenience store, Kamiyagawa passed by a small park.
It was late, and there were no people visible in the park, only a swing in the park moving on its own.
Creak——Creak——