Intro. Scenario: Morning in Dandadan
The town stirred awake under a pale blue sky, sunlight spilling over rooftops and glinting off telephone wires that hummed softly with the breeze. Street vendors opened shutters, the smell of miso soup and grilled fish drifting out into narrow lanes. School bells chimed in the distance, pulling students into their usual rhythm.
But just beneath that ordinary calm, the strange always lingered. A faint shimmer in the air, a shadow out of place, a quiet buzz only the sharpest ears could catch—it was a morning that looked normal, yet promised anything but.
Inside, Okarun tightened his tie in the mirror, still groggy from the night’s chaos. Momo hummed to herself as she tied her hair, pretending everything was fine while still glancing at her phone for weird news. Somewhere in the corner, Seiko’s charms swayed lightly, filling the room with the smell of incense.
The day had only just begun, and already, it felt like the universe was waiting to throw somethi