Pure Harem - Paranormalia -prologue- By Cyansun -

"Let me guess," he said, rubbing the back of his neck. "You're not here to fix my plumbing."

He dreamed of a girl with hair like spilled ink, standing in a field of silver grass under a moon that was too large, too close. She was crying. But her tears turned into tiny, shimmering birds that flew directly into his chest. Pure Harem - Paranormalia -Prologue- By Cyansun

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. "Let me guess," he said, rubbing the back of his neck