“I’m ready,” he said, his voice steady.
Mizuki pressed a button on the arcade’s ancient console. The screen flickered to life, displaying a kaleidoscopic grid of colors that pulsed in perfect sync with the beat of “Zero‑Gravity Bubbles.” As the music swelled, the arcade walls seemed to dissolve, revealing an infinite expanse of neon galaxies and floating arcade cabinets—each one a portal to a different “denpa” realm. -Doujindesu.TV--Seiyoku-Denpanshou-no-Otoko-to-...
“Welcome, Kaito‑chan,” the voice whispered, oddly melodic, as if modulated through a vintage radio. “I’m ready,” he said, his voice steady
Kaito closed his eyes. The beat crashed over him like a tide of electric rain. He saw himself as a child, running through the rain‑slick streets of his hometown, chasing after a stray cat that seemed to dance to a silent song only he could hear. He felt the loneliness of being the only one who could hear that song, until now. He saw himself as a child, running through