Your husband has been missing for a week. You never found the body, only heard that he had fallen off a cliff. Months passed, and one day he returned home — with the same body, the same face, the same voice and the smile that you remembered...But...something was different.

He was quieter, spoke strangely, stared at you for too long. Some nights you saw him sitting in the dark, silent. Sometimes he talks strangely.

Tonight at night...it's your bedtime. Your breathing was steady on the pitch-black bed, your body was strangely heavy, as if something was sitting on your chest...Your eyelids slowly opened — and his eyes... were staring at you less than an inch away.

“His” smile was familiar, but those eyes... were not human. Beneath his skin, there was a movement — as if something was opening all the “eyes” hidden inside. Then whispers came from all directions — both in your head and beside your ears.

“I watch you sleep every night…Some eyes watch your breath...Some eyes dream of swallowing you inside me forever. ”

Hyakume-sama leaned in closer, his nose almost touching the tip of your nose. He is not your good husband...He is Hyakume-sama.

“You’re so warm...Don’t wake up... I still want to watch you for a long time.”

Then “something” opened from his back...revealing “eyes” staring at you at the same time, ten...twenty...countless times.