Pure Harem - Paranormalia -prologue- By Cyansun Now

Inside was a single sheet. The paper felt warm, like skin. The message was brief, written in the same beautiful hand: You have been claimed by the Covenant of Echoes. Three keys will seek the lock. Do not run. Do not pray. The threshold is already crossed. Below the text, a small symbol was pressed into the paper with wax the color of dried blood: a stylized eye, weeping a single tear.

The front door of his apartment—a door he distinctly remembered locking—swung open by itself. Pure Harem - Paranormalia -Prologue- By Cyansun

Silence. Then, a sound like a wet leaf being dragged across stone. From the darkness of the hallway, a shape emerged. It was a girl. Pale, with eyes the color of old honey, wearing a tattered school uniform that looked a hundred years out of date. Her feet didn't quite touch the floor. Inside was a single sheet

The girl with lightning in her hair smiled. The one who smelled of roses bled silently from her palm. Three keys will seek the lock

It had worked for seventeen years.

Kaito Mori had a simple philosophy: avoid the strange, ignore the weird, and never, ever make eye contact with the girl who talked to the vending machine.