In a dimly lit corridor, a tall man in a long white coat holding a sheathed sword stands before a door and says, "ONCE I OPEN THIS..." Behind him, another man replies, "CAN I GO BACK TO MY ROOM?" A third voice answers firmly, "NOPE." The first man continues, "OPEN IT, AND GO INSIDE." Two small children stand nearby watching. The scene shifts to a labeled diagram of the hidden room showing a bed, old man at the center, radius X M, and trap radius. A spiky-haired man with a stern expression thinks, "I'M THINKING THE OLD FART'S A CONJURER'S CLONE, SERVING AS BOTH A LOOK-OUT AND THE CENTER POINT FOR THE TRAP RADIUS." Nearby, a man with an earring says, "THE MAFIA GUYS SAID HE HAD A TELEPORTATION ABILITY, RIGHT?" Another adds, "IF I'M RIGHT, THAT OLD MAN WILL BE IN THERE. IF HE ISN'T, WE'RE SAFE." In the next panels, the group reaches the door. One man exclaims, "HUH?" as another says, "COME AGAIN?!" A voice from the group warns, "STALL AGAIN, AND YOU GET TORN A NEW ASSHOLE." Someone replies, "UNLOCK IT." A curly-haired figure mutters, "UHH... THE DOOR'S LOCKED FROM THIS SIDE..." while another gripes, "YOU HEARD? DAMN IT CAN'T." The discussion continues with analysis: "IT'D BE ANOTHER STORY IF THE OLD MAN'S THE NEN USER HIMSELF, NOT JUST A CLONE." "WHILE CONJURERS CAN CREATE SPECIAL AREAS WITH SPECIFIC RULES, TELEPORTATION LEANS TOO HEAVY ON EMISSION." "QUIT YAPPING, HE COULD JUST BE A SPECIALIST." "HE COULD JUST BE A LOOKOUT, AND THE TRAP IS SOMEONE ELSE'S POWER." "THAT'S A REACH, MORON." A hand turns a key with a loud "KRRKHK" sound. The final panel shows a close-up of the old man's wrinkled face as he whispers, "ANYONE IN THERE...?"