Baku Otouto (OFFICIAL)
He lifted the corner of the blanket. A creature no larger than a plush toy stared back at him. It had the body of a tapir—stubby legs, a round belly—but its face was a porcelain mask with a single, vertical slit where a mouth should be. Its eyes were two brass coins.
Every night, Haru dreamed of fire.
“You have eaten forty-seven nightmares,” it said. “You are no longer the dreamer, Akira-kun. You are becoming the baku.” baku otouto