Track 5
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Hotel Stay Day 3: 1:00PM
(I keep spacing out… It’s like my mind’s all foggy.)
Flashback
Doesn’t look like a human did this. These traces look more like the work of a monster on a rampage~.
Good grief. This so-called “monster” has done nothing but tear my hotel to bits~.
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(What a strange dream. The monster I saw—)
(It was…)
*Footsteps approach*
…Ah.
……
*Ten walks away*
(Huh? Did he just smile when he saw me…?)
*Footsteps approach*
Whoa! A hungry-looking Doudou appears before me!
Got time? You do, hm? Then come with me. I’ve got a special treat for you!
A special treat…
You’ll see when we get there.
My stomach’s praaactically sticking to my back—Let’s head to the dining hall and shut down the hungry beats in our bellies!
Ahh, the delicious smell of tomatoes…
Tadaaaa! Behold, my handmade “Juicy Crimson ☆ Pizza Bun!” So good it’ll knock your socks right off!
C’mon, chomp it down nice and big~.
Oh, thank you. Don’t mind if I do.
Mmm… It’s warm and delicious…
Munch! Nomnom… Mmm! The tanginess is irresistible!
The tomato sauce is really good. There’s a lot though, so it spills over easily.
(I feel a bit better now. Oh, I see, maybe I was just hungry.)
Mmm hmm♪ These tomatoes are super fresh! Soooo rich and vibrant, and ohhhh so red~.
(He’s using his finger to drag around the sauce that fell on his plate…)
Nufufu. Do you remember the monster’s message?
The blood-red letters written on the wall?
……!?
…The first victims were said to be a mother and a child who suffered from domestic abuse.
The second and the third missing persons also had something in common. They were being pursued by gangsters or stalkers.
……
One human has put it this way: “The victims may have vanished from this world, but at least they’re no longer being chased. Perhaps it was for the best.”
…You sure do know a lot about this.
It’s because I’ve looked into it from top to bottom.
Why does the “Monster” abduct people? Where did the victims disappear to? What’s the meaning behind leaving the scene in such a strange state?
Everything about ‘them’ makes me suuuuper curious.
……
Hey, Doudou. What’s your take?
……I’m not sure. I can’t say I know much about those incidents.
Hoh…? I see.
Thanks for the pizza bun. It was really delicious, so do you mind if I take another one for Kafka?
Ohh, ’kay~ Make sure to stuff Kafukafu’s belly until it’s full!
Thank you. I’ll be off then.
*Kaede leaves*
…Hm, as I thought. He’s definitely worth keeping an eye on.
What intriguing reactions.
*Door opens*
Kafka, I’m coming in—-
You don’t believe in readings and the like, do you, Ten?
Well, I guess you can put it that way.
(Oh, Murakumo-san is here too. And…)
Oh, Kaede-chan…Is something wrong?
(Kafka found the tarot cards.)
Looks like you have something tasty. I’m jealous~.
Is that one of the manager’s pizza buns? Did you bring it for me?
Yeah, it was really good, so I thought I’d get you one too.
Thanks. I was just getting hungry.
……I see you found the tarot cards.
Yeah, they were in the warehouse along with a regular deck of playing cards.
So, how did it go?
…Well…
It was no help at all. I couldn’t get a clear answer. It looks like my tarot cards won’t tell me anything about it.
Oh…I see.
Looks like we’ll have to pick today’s monster candidate without any hints.
Yeah. But still… I’m thinking of telling the manager we shouldn't vote for anyone today.
The employee building’s corridors being in the state they were isn’t proof the monster is still here.
You’re saying it’d be best not to reduce our numbers unnecessarily, right?
Yeah. Should we investigate some other way? Which sounds good and all, but first I’m gonna get some food. I’m starving.
Oh, if you want, I can get a pizza bun for you too, Murakumo-san. I’ll be right back.
*Kaede leaves*
…Oguro-san.
What is it?
I can’t say I know much about fortune telling, but did you really not figure out who the culprit was?
Flashback
Please, tarot cards. Tell me, who is the “monster” amongst us…
*Kafka flips the tarot cards*
……
(…Fuefuki-sama is in the clear too. Next… Kaede-chan…?)
...…!
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I told you already, didn’t I? …I don’t know who the monster is.


