After leaving home, Ren wahrough the city, testing the abilities of the bracelet by pnting "eyes" at various locations.

  "Just as I thought, the pnted eyes have no distance limit."

  He had taken a bus from one end of the city to the other and walked through numerous streets, a straight-line distance of dozens of kilometers. Yet, the pnted "eyes" remained active and fully funal.

  Uhe movable eyes, which could roam freely but were tethered to him, the pnted eyes funed as static coordinates. As long as they weren't recalled, they could tinuously monitor the area. Furthermore, recalling them was effortless and could be doely, no matter how far away they were.

  When recalled, the pnted "eye" would return to the bracelet instantly, as though traveling through space.

  "As expected of the power of Sefirah Castle," Ren muttered to himself, marveling at the spatial manipution capabilities remi of the Door pathway.

  From this, it was clear that even though the bracelet was a small prop, it possessed certairaordinary characteristics. However, its true potential could only be unlocked by someone capable of wielding such power.

  While testing the bracelet, Ren stopped at a family restaurant for lunch, taking a moment to think about his diary entry for the day.

  "What should I write today?"

  The tent of the diary remained crucial. Every entry tied directly to the lottery, and he wao experiment with a mundane diary to see how it would affect the oute.

  Suddenly, one of the "eyes" he had pnted vibrated, signaling a.

  Ren shifted his attention to the location the "eye" was monit.

  Through the eye, he saw a man in a baseball cap gripping a little girl by the ned dragging her into aary school. The schoolyard was empty, it was the weekend, and there wasn't even a guard on duty.

  "A kidnapping?"

  The situation was obvious. Without hesitation, Ren put down his chopsticks and walked to a nearby public telephone booth to call the police.

  Using his personal phone would leave a trace, and that was a plication he preferred to avoid.

  ---

  [110 Emergency Services. How I assist you?]

  "I just saw a man wearing a baseball cap dragging a little girl into Futabashi Elementary School. It's the weekend, so there's no ohere. I suspect it's a kidnapping."

  [Are you certain?]

  "The location is Futabashi Elementary School. Given the circumstances, I don't see any other expnation."

  [Uood. Thank you for the report. We'll dispatch officers immediately.]

  "Be careful, he might be armed with a knife."

  [hank you for the warning.]

  After hanging up, Reuro the restaurant, sat back at his table, and resumed eating his lunch as though nothing had happened.

  ---

  The Metropolitan Police Department immediately reyed the information to Ior Juzo Megure, who atrolling nearby.

  "A kidnapping at Futabashi Elementary School?"

  Megure frowned, gng out the car window. The school wasn't far from their location.

  "Sato, turn off the siren ao Futabashi Elementary School. Notify nearby patrol units to assist."

  "Uood," replied Sato Miwako, the female officer driving the car. She turned off the siren and used the radio to alert other officers in the area.

  ---

  Meanwhile, Ren tinued eating, keeping an eye ouation through the pnted "eye."

  "The police are quite effit when they're in the right mood," he mused, watg as seven ht officers began sweeping the school grounds.

  The elementary school wasn't rge, and there were only a few pces where someone could hide. It didn't take long for the officers to locate the suspe the school's ste room.

  Five officers moved quietly, their guns drawn. Within moments, they kicked the door open and stormed in.

  Three mier, two officers emerged, esc the handcuffed man. A female officer followed, gently f the g little girl.

  "Hmm, not bad," Ren muttered to himself, nodding in approval. "When they're not ag as background characters in a mystery drama, the police be quite capable."

  With the situation resolved, he recalled the "eye" p the school.

  He had already decided oheme for today's diary entry.

  "I'll write about how I helped the police catch a kidnapper," he thought. "It's a munda, but it'll serve as a good test for the lottery."

  With that decided, Ren finished his lund prepared to head home, cluding his day's experiment with the bracelet.

  ---

  Elsewhere, the Shinomiya household was in a state of quiet tension.

  Today, two ued visitors had arrived: Sanzenin Nagi and Saginomiya Isumi.

  Their arrival immediately drew the attention of the entire household. Even Shinomiya Oko, the eldest brother and presumed heir of the Shinomiya family, couldn't ighe implications.

  Kaguya's sudden e to these two promi young dies could shift the family dynamitirely.

  Oko's gaze darkened as he pohe situation.

  "How did Kaguya mao establish ties with the Sanzenin family?" he muttered to himself.

  No one had an answer.

  ---

  In a private room of the Shinomiya mansion, Kaguya sat across from Nagi and Isumi. Oable between them hoto—a photo that left Kaguya with no room for denial.

  The atmosphere was tense. Only two maids stood nearby, silently .

  Kaguya's expression was calm, but her mind was rag.

  "So, Miss Sanzenin and Miss Saginomiya, your experiences are the same as mine?"

  "No," Nagi replied with a sly smile. "Only you and I share the same experience. Isumi is just here to apany me."

  "Friends, then?" Kaguya asked, her toral.

  It was that Nagi and Isumi had a close retionship, but Kaguya hadn't expected them to share such personal secrets.

  "So, Miss Sanzenin, is this a frontation?" Kaguya asked, her sharp eyes log onto Nagi's.