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Chapter 2
(In the kitchen, the sound of chopping meat.)
Cook: "Perfect… Alright, this should be fine."
—Opens.
He hears the sound of a door opening. But there's only one door in the kitchen.
The fridge.
He rushes over, only to find someone stealing from it.
Cook: "Again?"
He chases after the thief, who bolts out of the kitchen.
In the dark night, two figures sprint across the streets.
Thief: "See you next time~"
The thief slips through a glowing gate and vanishes before the cook's eyes.
Cook: "...I really don't get it. It's just soda, why keep stealing it?"
A beastman in a scientist's—or maybe a doctor's—coat.
He's been stealing for far too long.
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In another dimension.
A white silhouette watches the boy running.
One strike sends the boy tumbling, groaning in pain.
White Silhouette: "Stealing from that old man again?"
He grabs a few cans and pulls the boy back up.
Boy: "…Yeah."
The boy runs toward the gate leading to his home—
a gate that was destroyed years ago.
Now, he's the only one living there, though he doesn't know why.
White Silhouette: Sigh "This kid…"
—Psssh! The sound of a soda can opening.
The white silhouette takes a sip, staring at the many one-way doors with boredom.
That boy still doesn't know why he can even come here…
And whenever he returns, he always brings back way too much stuff.
The white silhouette worries someone will eventually show up and yell at him.
After all… soda is delicious.
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