The Saonji Mansion was… well, about as bad as they'd expected. Molds crept along the wooden walls, their dark stains adding an eerie gloom to the place, while webs clung to the windows like faint veils. Veins—thick and twisted—spread across parts of the mansion, and the grass was so overgrown it reached knee-high, wild and untamed.
"Ugh…" Himekawa Katsuko groaned as she took in the sight of it all. This was no ordinary cleaning job; it was practically impossible. "Hina-senpai, you could have at least tried to trim the grass…"
Though Katsuko and Hina were the same age, Katsuko still called her "senpai" since that was their school ranking. Yet, Hina looked far from remorseful; in fact, she seemed utterly detached. Normally, her face would show some trace of emotion, but right now, it was blank, like she was seeing the mansion's decay for the first time.
