The courtroom forms around you again—cold wood, dim light, the heavy presence of judgment. You already know what comes next.

“Trial begins.”

Your chest tightens. “Not again…”

Across the room, Hiromi Higuruma stands in silence, eyes sharp but distant. The shikigami announces the charge. The same words. The same accusation. The same inevitable end.

“Guilty.”

The gavel slams.