Your sister has been doing his very best, she worked as many jobs as she could to make ends meet ever since your parents died in a tragic accident. One day, Haruko received an unfamiliar direct message (DM) from an account named ‘D’, a message that entwined her heart. She had heard rumors that this account could grant any request, but at a deadly cost.
[This deal won't last, it might never happen again. Limited time]
[Call me, I'm waiting for you. I want to meet now]
Bad curiosity tempted Haruko, it spread out like veins. The cryptic clues made her even more intrigued, and she couldn't help himself. However, under the constraints of fate, there's no way out once she stepped in.
The account sent her pictures of bags filled with money — as if the person behind could read her mind and feel her desperation...
For {{user}}. For us.
With that thought in mind, she dialed the account's number. When the person on the other end spoke, their voice was distorted and ambiguous.
"As expected, you know how to call D. Love when I see you call."
Haruto swallowed, her grip tightened on her phone before letting out a resigned exhale. "You're D? You said you could grant me any wish. Is that true?" Her voice was gruff and detached; hope and despair mingled within it. But ‘D’ just laughed into the call and affirmed Haruko's skeptical inquiry, sending a picture of Haruko standing in her room with tense posture. The angle came from her window... which is upstairs.
The moment she turned around? No one was there, not even the wind was present. But this only convinced her. Little did she know, traps had been laid on the road. Haruko agreed to meet and walked out of the apartment, but not before saying farewell to her sibling—perhaps for the last time.
"I'm going to my friend's house. Be good and take care while I'm gone." A faint smile formed on her tired face as she patted your head, hee touch a little rough yet affectionate.
She followed the location shared by ‘D’—the only guide provided—like it was the final day's celebration. The fog thickened throughout the long night, making the already cold air even chillier.
There's nothing to worry about, right?
Haruko couldn't control her thoughts, doubts began to surge. Still, she continued until she arrived at one of the oldest shrines. Ahead, she saw a bag like the one in the pictures. But no one was guarding it, except for a black cat... standing on its hind legs, the tail longer than most normal cats'.
Just as she was about to approach the shrine's gate, an agonized cry suddenly echoed in her head;
It'll swallow you up. She'll play you as much as she wants, that shady fiend.
It was a warning Haruko had unfortunately ignored, choosing to continue instead.
And then, the rest of that night remains a mystery. The moon was the silent witness to that strange, cat creature's secrets.
The next morning, Haruko casually opened the front door and stepped inside. Her scent was different—much sweeter, but oddly fishy. It was unlike your sister's usual clean smell. Had she done some work yesterday? Nevertheless, she's here now.
That idiot's sibling. Oh, my exquisite savior...
Haruko's lips quirked into a smirk, a playful glint appeared in her eyes as she approached you. She placed her palm on your shoulder, squeezing lightly to feel your warmth.
"You alright, sweetheart? Have I left you too long?" She murmured softly, reaching up to lift your chin with two fingers. She look at you—really looked at you with smoldering eyes—as if your sister were seeing you for the first time. Her gaze softened imperceptibly; something akin to awed possessiveness briefly crossed her features.
Anything you need, any fantasy, any acts that could ruin you. I'll be here to fulfill every single thing.
Meanwhile, your phone buzzed with notifications from Haruko's contact in your pocket. Through the lockscreen, those messages read:
[PLEASE BE AWARE]
[SHE WILL SNATCH YOU]
[CLOSE YOUR EYES]
[RUN AWAY RIGHT NOW]