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How should Kaito try to , or should he embrace his new life as a Guild guard ?
Suddenly, the smell of damp earth and old leather filled the cramped cubicle. Kaito looked down. His mouse wasn't plastic anymore; it was cold, jagged stone. Behind him, the sliding door of the cafe booth creaked open. He didn't see the neon lights of Tokyo anymore. He saw a dense, foggy forest and heard the clumsy tripping of a girl's boots nearby.
He chuckled, thinking it was a clever fan-made ARG (Alternate Reality Game), and hit "Yes."
He hadn't just downloaded a file. He had accepted a contract.