Summary
[A Clear-Headed Heroine × A Dark, Crawling, Devoted Monster] I haven’t slept for seven days. On the eighth night, I finally closed my eyes. In my dream, that Little Monster sat on the edge of the bed, resting his chin on his hand and looking at me. He was a bit taller than last time, and around his wrist was tied the Red String I’d lost as a child. “If you don’t sleep soon, I won’t be able to grow up.” After I woke up, I found an extra Black Scale beside my pillow. There was also a line written in medicinal liquid. “Come see me earlier tonight.”