The floorboards gave way. Miyoko didn't fall far, but her foot was wedged between two heavy beams, and the door had jammed shut from the vibration.
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.
The duo rushed to find Miyoko, finding her perfectly safe at the park with Butagorira and Tongari."I'm not in any danger," Miyoko laughed, though she looked worried when Kiteretsu explained the Echo-Phone. The floorboards gave way
Butagorira scoffed. "Your gadgets are always causing trouble, Kiteretsu! There’s nothing at that old warehouse but dust and rats."
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. He had just finished assembling a device called
"Imagine, Korosuke!" Kiteretsu exclaimed, adjusting his glasses. "We can hear tomorrow’s weather, the news, or even what we'll be having for dinner!"
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!" "Your gadgets are always causing trouble, Kiteretsu
Kiteretsu didn't have time for a new invention. He used the Echo-Phone’s powerful magnetic internal coil—the part that captured "future waves"—to create a makeshift lever. With Butagorira’s strength (who had followed them out of curiosity) and Kiteretsu’s leverage, they pried the beams apart.