149 First Contract

Yuna emerged through the mirror and woke up in the collapsed café. In that place, with tables and chairs strewn about and corpses fixed to the walls and floor like taxidermy, she gripped her staff tightly. The wooden staff responded to her will, scattering a faint light around her.

Vwoooom.

The light gradually widened its reach before finally illuminating the inside of the café. Revealed like that, it looked as though it had been abandoned for years, with not a single intact spot anywhere.

Wherever she stepped, obstacles crunched underfoot, and horribly dead corpses hung all around like decorations. Yuna studied one of them closely and let out a low groan.

"……Could it be the Godmother? Because time flows differently, is she already dead?"

"Unfortunately, she's still alive."

"Hieek!"

Yuna screamed at a voice she should never have heard.

Even so, Eunha, who had been resting behind the half-broken counter, poked her head out and met Yuna's gaze.

"You made it safely. I'm glad. I heard some strange noise in the middle, so I thought you'd crash-landed."...