Escape from Beast House 1.5

It was a sweltering summer day, likely following a session at the swimming club. As a freshman, I was en route to the residence of Tadokoro-senpai, a benevolent figure in my life. Accompanied by my closest companion since our school initiation, Tono, who also partook in the same club.

Tadokoro, an esteemed senior in the swimming club, gained notoriety for his meticulousness with time, consistently inquiring, "How is your timing? Have you made progress? Or have you not?" Although some senior members deemed him overly earnest and focused due to his daily inquiries, he was revered and admired by the majority of the members--a modern-day example of an exemplary leader.

Notably, the post-club activity of converging at someone's house was a rarity amidst the humdrum of everyday life; our venture there was solely for leisure and frivolity.

I should have discerned the implications at that juncture. Why did that reserved senior invite us over? Why was he strict yet lenient with us...

If only I had foreseen that neither he, my dearest friend, nor I would become embroiled in such turmoil. Circumventing the subsequent ordeal...

1. Prologue
2. Coma.
3. "Fah!"
4. "Umm..."
5. "Did you doze off...?"
6. My head is pounding.
7. Where am I?
8. I recollect visiting my senior’s abode...
9. Then, perhaps savoring iced tea on the rooftop...
10. A wave of drowsiness enveloped me...

"What's going on? Stop it! This is serious!" A shriek resonated through the air. It was undoubtedly Tono. Fear evidently gripped him.

If we fail to act promptly, consequences will ensue. Escaping takes precedence. Onward to finding an exit.

1. Stage 1: The chamber with the grand cushion.
2. Stage 2: The kitchen redolent of iced tea.