He double-clicked.
Kaito’s hands trembled. The room grew cold. The screen flickered, and suddenly the episode shifted. It wasn’t the first episode anymore. It was a montage—scenes from his own life. His father teaching him to ride a bike. His father in the hospital bed, laughing weakly at a bad joke. His father’s funeral, where Kaito didn’t cry because he thought being strong meant being stone.
It was 3:02 AM in Tokyo.
Kaito’s eyes burned. He reached out. His fingers passed through the light—but the warmth remained, sinking into his chest.
To be continued… in your own heart.
And then, a figure stepped out of the montage. Not an actor. A silhouette of silver and crimson veins, like cracked magma—the giant form of Ultraman Nexus. But the giant didn’t loom over a city. It stood in the corner of Kaito’s cramped apartment, shrinking to human size.
