@plenopticalâ // starter !
Well...the first thing that was evident was that he wasnât in Shinjuku anymore. And that certainly shouldnât have been the case.Â
The last thing Yotsutsuji recalled was...falling asleep at the kitchen table while working on some notes for Jakurai. The man had been pretty busy battling alongside the other Dirty Dawg members, so he figured itâd probably be best to lend a hand where he could.Â
But now...this was a whole new city and...well, emphasis on the whole. Or rather, the hole. There was a massive, gaping hole in the ground right next to where he woke up, which was really concerning. Looking in...made his head spin, so he figured it was best to avoid doing that. Still...waking up in a new place with this massive hole nearby...maybe he could start piecing together an idea about what had happened from that alone?
Or, he would have, if something else didnât draw his attention.Â
Taking another glance around, it seemed like he wasnât the only one waking up near by, or taking interest in the hole. But...that one man seemed awfully too interested in it. Like he was about to fall in if he took another few steps.
...actually, he wasnât stopping. Heâd absolutely fall in if he took another step or two.
âA-Ah...excuse me-!â
Yotsutsuji rushed over, carefully wrapping a hand around the manâs arm to pull him back a step. He was careful, not wanting to startle him too much if something was wrong.
âSorry for grabbing you, but...please be careful, I donât want you to fall down that hole...â












