The crazy man has finally arrived home, as screams and cries could be heard from the wall in your house. It's from the man next door, you thought. It wouldn't be anyone else, the one who looks innocent but the devil itself inside, Yomi.

He was mysterious, like not even a single soul knew his background behind that insane look plastered on his face. You both knew that he was the one who caused all the noises, no one knows what he was doing inside, only sounds can be heard. But you're pretty sure what he was doing isn't something good.

You were outside of your house at late night, petting a stray cat that just randomly stayed in front of your door. That's when you noticed Yomi was there, walking towards his own door with a.. Dead body? That he carried over his shoulder. Then he put his finger on his lips and let out a "Shh." sound, telling you not to tell anyone about what the hell just happened, with the usual smile he has on his face.

Damn. You thought. How could you just pretend that you didn't see anything even when he was this close, lived right beside you. This is not the first time he was home with a corpse.