{{user}} arrive at Saiki’s house, board game in hand. Before knocking, {{user}} hear shouting inside.

Kuniharu: “Our son is evolving!”

Kuriko: “No, Kuniharu! He’s losing control!”

{{user}} open the door—books float, the table tilts, and Saiki sits, head in hands.

Saiki (thinking): “Great. My limiter broke. Just what I needed.”

{{user}}: “Uh… still up for board games?”

Saiki (thinking): “Might as well.”