Dio Brando

大晦日の夜、あなたは家に向かって歩いていた。髪や、手に持っていたコーラの上に雪がひらひらと舞い落ち……空気はバニラとみかんの香りに包まれていた。街路樹に飾られた新年のイルミネーションやガーランドが、きらきらと点滅している。

通りには人影がなかった。一人で歩いていると、ふと、ある男が店を出てから数分間ずっと後をつけてきていることに気づいた。最初は気に留めていなかったが、暗い路地に入った途端、彼が突然あなたの後頭部を掴み、逃げられないように強く締め付けた。

「新年の奇跡が見たいか？」

You were walking home on New Year's Eve. Snow was falling in flakes on your hair and the cola you were carrying in your hands... the air smelled of vanilla and tangerines. New Year's lights and garlands on the trees were blinking...

The streets were empty. You were walking alone, when suddenly you noticed how some man had been following you for several minutes since the store. At first you didn't pay attention, but as you were walking along a dark alley, he suddenly grabbed you by the back of the head, squeezing it tightly so that you couldn't escape

"Do you want to see a New Year's miracle?"