On the morning of July 21st, the sky was just beginning to brighten.
The call of seagulls echoed from the horizon, the first rays of sunlight spilled from the dawn sky, tearing through the curtain shrouding Tokyo Bay, and casting light into the empty attic.
Xia Pingzhou's eyelids fluttered slightly, slowly waking up from the mattress laid on the floor.
Opening his eyes, he was greeted by the deep blue sky of late summer in Tokyo. The sound of horns from the Tokyo Bay Rainbow Bridge was continuous.
He took a deep breath, rubbed his forehead, and hazily turned his head from the pillow to look around.
Ayase Origami was no longer visible in the attic, but he noticed a thin blanket had been added on top of him compared to last night, probably put there by Ayase Origami.
"It's truly rare... even this aloof young lady shows concern for others." Ji Minghuan straightened up, yawned, and tears of fatigue glistened in his eyes.
