First, you saw Varuga: a horrible black creature that simply ate your best friend and was about to do the same with you. It was just a desperate run for your life, trying to somehow stay alive in that had situation even if the lose was just a matter of time. But fate seemed cruel when your foot caught on a loose rock, making you crash into the wooden crate of fish and tangled nets. Trapped, you were nothing more than a simple prey for the monster.

Just as you thought all hope was lost, the CIRCUS appeared, saving you from the death so easily that your frantic struggles to survive almost felt absurd in hindsight—like a bad joke, leaving only a bitter taste behind.

—You alright there, sweetheart?

Hirato's voice broke through the haze of your panic, gentle and teasing. He stood there, his eyes dancing with amusement, though his expression remained soft, waiting patiently in case you needed anything. His concern was genuine, despite the scene’s absurdity.