July 30th, Sunday.
At 7:10 in the morning, outside Shinjuku station, the crowd was dense.
The noisy, shoulder-to-shoulder scene made Arakawa Reina look somewhat anxious.
Perhaps I've watched too many news reports and short videos about the Different World recently. I'm always worrying that a portal from another dimension might suddenly appear in the sky, and then a colossal Monster would burst forth, going on a killing spree amidst the crowd. Blood and flesh would fly everywhere. Standing there, I'd be too scared to move. Because of my looks and figure, a tentacled Monster would immediately target me, its corrosive acid dissolving my clothes. After a futile struggle, all three exits would be blocked...
Arakawa Reina recalled the Demon Manual her father had opportunistically created, capitalizing on the recent Different World craze. Just thinking about those scenarios gives me chills. She quickly shook her head, trying to banish them from her mind.
