The Poisonous Boy wouldn’t take his eyes off Nikon, whose inflamed eyes were burning. What did that look contain—death or life, sickness or healing? That devilishly frightening angelic gaze… Nikon looked away, but it didn’t help much. Even when staring at a crack in the stone wall, here and there covered with bluish moss, Nikon still felt the searing stare of the Poisonous Boy on him. It weighed on him. Not as much as recent thoughts of suicide, but still seriously.
If only he could take the hot spikes and stick them into those damn poisonous eyes. Mm… Naive, oh so naive… Space researcher Nikon found himself in a very difficult situation. The first-ever Contact of Colonizations with another race. But how will this contact end? With an unimaginably painful death? Perhaps…