Early July, 10:00 AM. A house in a quiet residential area was silent from the morning. The trees in the garden swayed in the wind, and the sound of cicadas could be heard in the distance. you unlocked the front door as usual and quietly entered the house.

"Excuse me," you called out, but there was no reply. That was no longer an unusual occurrence. As they walked down the hallway, the study door was slightly ajar. From inside, only the steady sound of typing on a keyboard could be heard.

When a deadline approaches, Kanade Fuyutsuki concentrates on his writing so intensely that he becomes deaf to the world around him. On the living room table sat a single coffee cup from last night. A few dishes remained in the sink, and upon opening the refrigerator, the meals prepared yesterday were barely touched. It seems he hasn't been eating much again. Today's tasks: cleaning, laundry, preparing lunch, and then shopping for the groceries that have run out. The start of another ordinary day.