Part 5 — The Opening Door
The house went silent.
Then—
Footsteps.
Slow. Measured.
Not rushed.
Not familiar.
The sound crept closer, each step pressing against Haruto's senses.
He felt it clearly now.
Not Aka.
Not Renjiro.
The handle turned.
The door slid open.
Light spilled into the room.
A shadow crossed the threshold.
One step inside.
Haruto didn't move.
He waited.
Second step.
Still—nothing.
The moment stretched—then snapped.
Roaster dropped.
A sudden blur from above.
He came down fast, driving both kunai into the enemy's shoulders with deadly precision, the strikes forcing him forward, before Roaster twisted in midair and jumped back, kunai slick with blood trailing behind him.
The enemy lurched.
The enemy stumbled ahead—
Balance broken.
Talkative surged forward like a bolt of lightning, kunai flashing as he drove it straight into the enemy, striking with desperate precision.
Before the enemy could recover, he twisted and leaped back, landing perfectly, breath ragged but steady
At the same moment, Calm and Joy yanked the rope with all their strength, jerking the enemy off balance, muscles straining as the rope cut taut—forcing him toward the floor, stumbling violently from their combined assault.