He swallowed. "Fine. But someone's going to explain what a 'covenant' is, and why my dead grandmother didn't mention any of this before she left me her creepy old mansion."
Kaito Mori had a simple philosophy: avoid the strange, ignore the weird, and never, ever make eye contact with the girl who talked to the vending machine.
Behind her, in the hallway, two more shadows began to take shape. Pure Harem - Paranormalia -Prologue- By Cyansun
He folded the letter, stuffed it back into the envelope, and dropped it into the trash. He finished making his ramen, ate it while watching a mindless game show, and went to bed.
It had worked for seventeen years.
He lived in a perfectly normal apartment, in a perfectly normal city, attending a perfectly normal high school. The only anomaly in his life was his late grandmother, who had filled his childhood with stories of yokai , ayakashi , and "invisible threads" that bound the world together. He’d loved those stories as a child. As a teenager, he’d filed them under "quaint delusions."
Kaito picked up his chopsticks. He took a bite. He chewed. He swallowed
"I'm the first. Call me Yuki. And you, Kaito Mori, are the last living heir of a broken covenant. You have three days to bind us—or the things that live between the seconds will unmake your soul."