HOSHIMACHI · TOKYOAiko Mori works the night shift at the Daily Lantern. Same aisles. Same fluorescent hum. Same old woman in a grey cardigan, buying sweet bean buns at exactly the same time every night.
ACROSS TOWNHer brother Kenji has one parcel left: a small, heavy box with no return address.
"Sir, this is a convenience store."
Three men in suits walk in and knock over the magazine rack. They don't want the till. They want the box. Inside is a mirror made in the age of myth, and in the fight it cracks.
THENWhen the light fades, Aiko is standing on a street she has only ever seen in old photographs.