And this time, it was staring right at him.
Inside the dimly lit offices of Mirai Productions , Kaito slid into his chair just as the clock hit 9:01. His boss, a volcanic man named Director Ono, glared at him from across the room. But Kaito just smiled. He was used to the glares. What he wasn’t used to was the small, folded note now tucked under his keyboard. chakku! tsuiteru!!
The screen went black.