Back at Kiteretsu’s house, Miyoko bandaged her scraped knee while the kitten lapped up some milk."I guess the future isn't set in stone," Kiteretsu mused, looking at the now-broken Echo-Phone. "It only told us what could happen so we had the chance to change it."
Korosuke dashed in and scooped up the kitten, while Kiteretsu helped Miyoko out just as the first raindrops of a storm began to fall.
Despite the skepticism, Kiteretsu couldn't shake the feeling of dread. He decided to stake out the warehouse that evening. As the sun began to set, they saw a small, stray kitten wandering toward the dilapidated building. Back at Kiteretsu’s house, Miyoko bandaged her scraped
Kiteretsu dialed the settings to exactly one day ahead. At first, there was only static, but then a frantic voice came through. It was Miyoko. "Help! Someone help! It’s trapped in the old warehouse near the river!"
Kiteretsu sat hunched over the Kiteretsu Daihyakka , the ancient book of inventions left by his ancestor. He had just finished assembling a device called the —a small, brass-rimmed gadget designed to hear sounds from exactly twenty-four hours into the future. He decided to stake out the warehouse that evening
Korosuke nodded, though his stomach gave a loud growl. "That’s great, Kiteretsu-nari... but can the future tell us when the croquettes are ready?"
Butagorira scoffed. "Your gadgets are always causing trouble, Kiteretsu! There’s nothing at that old warehouse but dust and rats." At first, there was only static, but then
The transmission cut out. Kiteretsu and Korosuke looked at each other in shock. Miyoko was their best friend; if she was calling for help tomorrow, they had to prevent it from happening today.