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The Rising Tide · 11화
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Wide view of the Tiny Case Agency clubroom in warm afternoon light. A chibi girl in an oversized mustard-yellow coat crouches and points a magnifying glass at a small puddle of clear water on the wooden floor near the corner. A chibi boy in a mint-green cat-ear hoodie sips a juice box on the cardboard boxes, a round white cat sleeps in an open box, and a small white mini-fridge stands in the corner.
Low-angle view of the chibi girl in the mustard-yellow coat and red scarf, holding her magnifying glass in one hand and flinging the other arm out to point, her coat flaring behind her like a cape as she scowls with conviction. A small puddle of clear water sits on the floorboards below.
A silent close view of the clubroom corner. The small white mini-fridge stands with its single door slightly ajar, revealing a dark, frosty interior. A bead of condensation drips from the lower edge of the door down to a small puddle of clear water on the floorboards below. No characters, no text.
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Wide view of the Tiny Case Agency clubroom in warm afternoon light. A chibi girl in an oversized mustard-yellow coat crouches and points a magnifying glass at a small puddle of clear water on the wooden floor near the corner. A chibi boy in a mint-green cat-ear hoodie sips a juice box on the cardboard boxes, a round white cat sleeps in an open box, and a small white mini-fridge stands in the corner.
Low-angle view of the chibi girl in the mustard-yellow coat and red scarf, holding her magnifying glass in one hand and flinging the other arm out to point, her coat flaring behind her like a cape as she scowls with conviction. A small puddle of clear water sits on the floorboards below.
A silent close view of the clubroom corner. The small white mini-fridge stands with its single door slightly ajar, revealing a dark, frosty interior. A bead of condensation drips from the lower edge of the door down to a small puddle of clear water on the floorboards below. No characters, no text.

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← The Invisible Suspect · 10화
텍스트 버전 이 챕터의 글 버전 — 접근성, 스크린 리더, 검색을 위한 거예요.

A small puddle spreads across the Tiny Case Agency floorboards, and Momo is certain the agency is under siege by a rising flood — an intruder who crept in at dawn with dripping boots, water meaning to drown them out. She wrings out her own soaked coat hem as evidence, climbs to 'high ground' on the folding chair, and finally tracks the tide to its source in the corner. Ganta tells her on page five that the fridge is open. She hushes him, follows the drips herself, flings the mini-fridge door wide to confront the intruder — and a cold drip lands on her nose. Unable to admit she left it ajar, she shoves the door shut, declares the breach sealed and the tide turned, and falls asleep. Ganta delivers the verdict once she is out: she left it open.

1페이지

Page 1. A wide establishing panel of the Tiny Case Agency clubroom — a low wooden desk with the chipped pencil mug, a stack of cardboard boxes, a blank corkboard, a small white mini-fridge in the corner, a folding metal chair and a single square window with warm low afternoon sun. Momo, in her too-big mustard-yellow trench coat and dusty-red scarf, crouches and points one tiny sleeve-swallowed hand at a small puddle of clear water spreading on the floorboards near the fridge corner, her magnifying glass in the other hand. Ganta sits on the boxes with his pale-blue juice box, and Biscuit is curled asleep in her open cardboard box. MOMO: 'Water. On my floor.'

2페이지

Page 2. A low-angle panel looking up at Momo for maximum tiny drama. She holds her magnifying glass upright in one hand and flings the other arm out to point, her oversized coat flaring behind her like a cape, chin lifted as her theory snaps into place. On the wooden floorboards below sits the small puddle of clear water. MOMO: 'A rising tide. It means to drown us.'

3페이지

Page 3. A silent still panel. A close view of the warm clubroom corner: the small white mini-fridge's single door hangs slightly ajar, showing a dark, cold, faintly frosty interior. A single clear bead of condensation has swelled at the lower edge of the door and drips down to the floorboards, where a small puddle of clear water sits directly beneath it. Warm afternoon light and a few dust motes. The truth is in plain sight — nobody is looking. No dialogue.

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