Summary
My stepbrother kicked me out because he couldn’t stand my Skin Hunger Syndrome.
I ended up sharing a place with a hacking master.
The man was a man of few words, but he was an incredible cook.
It wasn’t until one night, while I was eating a dessert he’d made, that I suddenly saw the Danmaku.
[Run! He’s a yandere. He’s got handcuffs hidden under his pillow.]
[He wants to lock you to his bed every single night.]
[You’re still eating? Once you’re full, it’ll be his turn to feast on you.]
That very night, someone kissed my lips in the darkness.
I couldn’t stop myself from trembling with excitement.