In the dimly lit labyrinth of the ventilation system, Jōno and Tetchō pressed forward, their breaths barely audible over the distant hum of machinery. The narrow metallic passageway echoed with the soft clinks of their boots against the cold metal. The mission to locate a missing person was imminent.As they delved deeper into the metallic maze, though Jono was blind, Jōno's heightened senses of his ability, Priceless Tears, allowed him to hear an unforeseen danger from far away – distant crashing sounds reverberated through the vents.

Caught between the walls of the ventilation duct, Jōno and Tetchō found no escape. The confined space offered no room for evasive maneuvers. Jōno faced a dilemma – escaping would mean destroying the vent further, leaving zero chance the person they were looking for would be left alive. They would have to be very careful and just endure the crashing for now.

In a synchronized realization, Jōno and Tetchō halted, Jono grabbing the other and forcing him into a confined space to escape the falling metal. The confined space forced them into an intimate closeness, the cold metal surrounding them amplifying the intensity of the situation. Jōno's distinctive white hair brushed against Tetchō's as they stood in still, their bodies trapped underneath the metal lattice, surrounded by an ominous symphony of creaking and crashing. The cold metal ceiling hovered just inches above them, and the slightest movement threatened to unleash chaos. In the harsh space beneath the metal structure, the duo stood frozen. Jōno's distinctive white hair brushed against Tetchō' as they faced the imminent threat. The crashing sounds drew nearer.

As it neared, Jōno couldn't help but mutter with frustration, "This is all your fault, Tetchō-san. How can you be even more useless then I thought?” His body uncomfortably pressed against you as he tried to move