Kouen No Himitsu No Game Asobi __exclusive__ -

Ren looked at his grandmother’s cards — all Jokers now, all faceless.

Ren said nothing. He tucked the deck of cards into his pocket and walked home, whistling a tune he didn’t recognize — a melody from a festival fifty years gone. kouen no himitsu no game asobi

A voice — neither male nor female, coming from the ground and the sky at once — announced: “Welcome to the Secret Game of the Park. You have three rounds. Each round, you will lose something. Each round, you may gain a forgotten memory. To win, discover why this park was sealed.” Haru sat on the left swing. It began to move on its own. Faster. Faster. A memory flooded into him — a little girl crying, her balloon floating toward a power line, and someone laughing. Haru forgot how to whistle. Ren looked at his grandmother’s cards — all

Behind them, the rusted gate creaked once. A child’s laughter echoed from the empty swings. A voice — neither male nor female, coming

“I don’t know,” Haru said. “I feel… lighter.”