Akihiro lay on his bed, observing a soft glow emanating from his room. Suddenly, a voice shattered the silence, and as the light subsided, the form of Stella emerged.
"Are you okay, Akihiro?" inquired Stella.
"I'm... just... just cold," Akihiro mumbled.
"It's because I've implanted a stigmata on you."
"You did what?" Akihiro's startled expression hinted at a mix of confusion and concern.
"Listen, Akihiro. You may think everything will be okay, but no. You are in serious danger. Only you can solve it," Stella continued. "It's no joke. If you keep slacking off, you'll lose everything you've ever cherished. Let me ask you, what do you think of yourself?"
Akihiro looked down. "I don't know. Just a boy with no stigmata. But here he is, summoned by the mother of spirits and bestowed with abilities. The answer you're looking for is that I'm special."
