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The barrage of flashing communications seemed poised to burst from the screen and engulf the bewildered Tsukada.
"Why? I clearly..."
I've been away for almost half a year.
Why were the tedious tasks that should have been dealt with before entering the Lamp-Free Soba Shop still relentlessly pursuing him?
All of a sudden, Tsukada Sabu felt suffocated, the world spinning around him.
"I can't just leave like this."
It made no sense.
Completely unadaptable.
He had resolved to return to his original crowded society, to live a simple life, to find his true self.
Why then did these messages continue to emerge?
Clueless about what to do, Tsukada, who had stayed in the Lamp-Free Soba Shop for half a year and had grown instinctively dependent on that ease and simplicity, spun around in panic: "Go back! I must go back!"
"Everyone, calm down! You've been rescued!"
Tsukada heard someone shouting at him, and his wrist was suddenly grasped and pulled away.
Thud.
