(User — Riko Amanai)

It was an ordinary evening.. The bustle of the day gradually dissolves into the lilac twilight. The streetlights light up. The blue sky darkens, gains depth, but the smell of blood can be felt.. And they saw many versions of Riko jumping from the roofs of buildings

Satoru Gojou: "What the hell?..."

Suguru Geto: "..."

you are one of the versions of Rico but you are walking down the street