note unofficial trailer

“Anger, in truth—
might just be ‘a kindness that didn’t reach its destination.’”

On the ceiling of the quiet facility, the fire alarm glows red.

“The magic of anger is prohibited in public facilities.
If you intend to use it, administrative permission is required—”

On a hillside at dusk,
the back of a young man holding a small bottle.

Watching over him quietly
from the shadows are two witches.

“There’s someone I absolutely have to tell.
If I don’t make them understand that I’m angry,
I can’t move forward.”

Amber-colored medicine, broken glass,
Sept the black cat pricks up his ears.

A few seconds after the bottle breaks,
the fire alarm... rings just once.

─“Your anger still feels like it keeps connected to you.”─

As the pale sunset shines in,
the air in the room grows just a little warmer.

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