"Do you believe in conspiracy theories?"
One morning, in the middle of the rain that suddenly poured where people took shelter, a simple question was thrown out of nowhere by someone unknown. A strange question from a figure that is no less strange. A question to which she was sure of the answer.
The figure in question stopped the count she had been chanting in her head for a long time. She glanced at the thin figure squatting next to her with an odd look. She was disturbed by the question from the human next to her.
Her eyes scanned the person speaking to her. The figure had a skinny body. The shoulder blades, collarbones, and back are clearly imprinted. However, what was strange was that his stomach looked full, which, again, was quite strange.
