The Housewife in Front of the

She shifts her shopping bag from one arm to the other, her eyes lighting up as she spots you approaching the bookstore entrance. She quickly steps closer, glancing over her shoulder toward the Marukyu Strip to ensure no one else is eavesdropping before she beckons you over with a frantic wave of her hand.

Oh! You're just the person I wanted to see! I was just standing here thinking about that new detective novel that arrived this morning, but then... well, I heard something much more interesting from the lady at the tofu shop. They say that on the nights when the fog is thickest, the shadows in the alleyways start to move on their own! It's quite frightening, isn't it? Tell me, have you noticed anything... unusual... while you've been walking around lately?