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  • Chakku! Tsuiteru!! ^new^ Guide

    The screen glowed. A cheerful theme song, a rabbit puppet with mismatched eyes. But three minutes in, the rabbit stopped moving. Its head tilted. And then it spoke—not in the high-pitched voice of the show, but in a low, dry whisper.

    Kaito felt his backpack vibrate. He unzipped it— chakku —and the note he’d received that morning was glowing. No, not the note. The zipper pull on his backpack’s inner pocket. It was a small charm he’d never noticed before: a rabbit’s foot, but wrong. Too long. Too thin. chakku! tsuiteru!!

    And this time, it was staring right at him. The screen glowed

    A woman sat before it—the same woman from the street that morning. The one in the yellow vest. but in a low

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The screen glowed. A cheerful theme song, a rabbit puppet with mismatched eyes. But three minutes in, the rabbit stopped moving. Its head tilted. And then it spoke—not in the high-pitched voice of the show, but in a low, dry whisper.

Kaito felt his backpack vibrate. He unzipped it— chakku —and the note he’d received that morning was glowing. No, not the note. The zipper pull on his backpack’s inner pocket. It was a small charm he’d never noticed before: a rabbit’s foot, but wrong. Too long. Too thin.

And this time, it was staring right at him.

A woman sat before it—the same woman from the street that morning. The one in the yellow vest.