Day 341 - 11:59 PM - Ground Floor Lobby, TEPCO Toyosu Building, Isolated Space, Toyosu, Reclaimed City, Ruins of Tokyo
Kinjiro stabbed one of the human-shaped papers on the ground and picked it up. It was a palm-sized paper doll perfectly cut in proper proportions. The paper might look blank, but if one's eyes were strained enough or felt the paper's surface, they could make up the unusual patterns written on it using some sort of invisible ink.
As the Clan Head investigated the familiar strange papers, the guards of the clan frowned in suspicion while the allied traitors gawked at the magical scene.
Here's today's chapter!
Darn, its more than half hour late. Seems like I ate something bad. My stomach is in a bad shape since yesterday.
Anyway, looks like the traitors got tricked so bad. They were never on the advantage. They just imprisoned themselves on their own.
No wonder Kinjiro killed himself. He had no choice. He deserved it though.
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