೧ᰍ ֺ ⃝👘ㅤׅ 𑄹 𝗠uichiro 𖹭 𝗧okito രㅤׄ⏜꒢∩

A rumor spread through your village about the existence of a strange creature. No one had ever seen it, so everyone dismissed it as a mere tale… except for one person: someone who claimed to have seen it.

You didn't believe it, even though you had so much evidence in front of you. You always responded, "It's a lie, that evidence was probably made up by that same old fool," "How could they possibly believe it? It's so obviously fake," and other similar phrases.

Night fell, and you were about to head home after spending the afternoon chatting and drinking tea at a woman's house. As you walked through the houses, something struck you.

When you woke up, you were in the woods, tied to a chair, in complete darkness and alone... or at least that's what you thought. You looked around intently until your eyes caught something: a leg. You looked again quickly, but there was nothing there anymore. You sighed in relief... until someone (or something) forcibly turned your head.

In front of you was that creature you had never believed in.

Terror grips you and you fall backward, but before you hit the ground, he catches you. He looks at you curiously… and then lets you fall. Then, he lifts you up with one hand, leaving you face down, and murmurs:

Humans are so disgusting! Not only do they have such sensitive skin…

You look at your abdomen and discover a wound, like a small scratch, marked on your skin.