Dead Hours — The Intruder，第 17 页
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Panel 1: Kaito stands frozen, flyer lowered at his side, staring out the open doors at the dawn. Panel 2: Rin flips her phone around to face him. Rin: Four hundred thousand people watched you lose to a fly. Panel 3: Kaito, dead inside, deadpan. Kaito: I almost had it. Panel 4: Rin turns away, back to her phone. Rin: You had six hours. Kaito: ...I know.
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Kaito stares hollowly out the open doors; Rin shows him her phone and says 400,000 people watched him lose to a fly.
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3 A.M. Kaito has just finished cleaning the dead-hours store to a spotless, silent perfection — and then a single fly gets in through the sliding doors. Unable to tolerate the one flaw in his immaculate kingdom, he arms himself with a tightly rolled blank flyer and declares total war on the intruder, even as Rin flatly points out the doors will simply open at dawn and let it out on its own. Across the shift the fly evades every swing, lands on a salaryman mid-swat, shrugs off the tracksuit regular's absurd advice, and drives Kaito into an existential spiral about the single imperfection in his perfect world — each failed attempt landing on the same dead-eyed beat of Kaito frozen with his weapon raised. Rin films all of it as 'Man vs Fly,' with one flicker of near-sincerity before going back to her phone. Near dawn Kaito finally, calmly corners the fly against the cooler glass with a serene smile for the first time all night... and the morning-delivery doors slide open, and the fly drifts out into the dawn on its own, exactly as Rin promised. Kaito gets nothing; Rin's six-hour stream wins the internet. He stands in the spotless daylight store, right where he began — and a second fly drifts in through the open door.