The suspension bridge had collapsed, and everyone except the King of Escape and Kagemasa had gathered inside the house.
So the person knocking at the door could only be...
"Have they arrived?" Yoshinori Ara, forced to cut off the conversation, frowned and asked uncertainly.
He had some doubts. Just as he was about to mention the conflict between Kagemasa and the others, as well as why he and the King of Escape had decided to hold a small offline gathering after discussing it, the door had been knocked on at such a perfectly timed moment. It was almost as if the person outside had deliberately interrupted him.
It somewhat felt like he had been caught badmouthing someone behind their back, leaving him unable to avoid feeling awkward.
But Kikue Tanaka, standing not far behind him, looked downright terrified.
Before setting out for this place, she had gone to Tsutomu Nishiyama's home and killed him—the man whose online handle was King of Escape. She herself had been the one impersonating Kagemasa in their conversations. There simply could not have been anyone who had yet to arrive...
Her feet seemed glued to the floor, leaving her frozen in place and afraid to move an inch. But Yoshinori Ara had already stepped forward and opened the door.
No matter who stood outside, leaving them outdoors in weather like this was hardly a good idea.
As the front door opened, the chill that had just been shut out surged back in. Along with the cold wind and snowflakes came a figure clad in a cloak, wrapped up from head to toe.
The visitor stood at the entrance, their black cloak obscuring their figure like a shadow stepping out of the night. It was impossible to tell who they were at a glance.
Tangze raised