The latter half of the night.
A remote little city had its own peace.
The bustling streets, packed with traffic by day, lay empty. Only after a long while would a car pass by. Snack vendors at street corners finished cleaning up and closed their stalls, while stray cats rarely ventured out to patrol their territory.
A bizarre scene appeared on a roadside traffic camera.
In the colorless black-and-white footage, the road was empty when a stray cat darted out of the greenery.
Its glowing eyes stood out sharply. Then, as if startled, it plunged into the bushes and vanished. Not long after, three swaying figures appeared in the middle of the road...
Fortunately, no one noticed the recording from one among the city's countless cameras.
There was no sound, so it was impossible to tell what they were saying. The only thing apparent was that they might have drunk too much, and the smallest bald boy moved in a strange manner.
Perhaps because they had eaten and drunk their fill, and because the streets were empty in the dead of night.
The monkey's Transformation Technique failed intermittently. In the black, white, and gray surveillance footage, the little bald figure flickered, constantly switching between human and monkey. Perhaps in high spirits, he would climb a lamppost and swing over to another, or race on all fours. His behavior was utterly bizarre.
The young man in boxer shorts, a tank top, and oversized slippers was the most normal one. At least, he looked human.
He clutched several unfinished meat skewers in one hand, with several plastic bags full of assorted snacks hanging from his arm.
As for the other one...
It was hard to tell whether she was human or something else.
Taking advantage of the empty streets late at night,