BLACK KISS “Some kisses steal your soul.”   Chapter 1: The First Kiss Tokyo’s night felt more alive than usual today. The colors of the festival were everywhere—red and yellow lanterns swaying in the air, the sound of taiko drums beating with the heart of the crowd. The streets smelled of yakitori, laughing faces, and shining eyes. When this city celebrates, it does so with its whole soul. Akari was standing in the middle of the crowd—alone, but not lonely. The cotton candy in her hand was melting, as if time itself was slipping through her fingers. She had always