"Alright, don't worry. We'll solve this for you," Seijirou said. His voice was steady, but even as he spoke, the shadows in the corners of the room seemed to stretch and deepen, reaching toward the light like obsidian fingers.
"R-really?" Tamaki stared at them, her eyes wide and glassy, her pupils were so dilated they nearly swallowed the orange of her irises, reflecting a primal hope.
"Yes," Rindou added, her smile not reaching her eyes, which were darting toward the peripheral darkness. "You may not know this, but dealing with these anomalies is almost a normal thing for us. Just don't go around spreading this, alright? Once this is solved, you must avoid any contact with the other side, after the closer you are to the supernatural, the more the things that dwell there; ghosts, the yokais, and things that have no name will want to feast on your presence. They live off fear, you s—"
Rindou's voice was severed as the room suddenly darkened.
