The Undying Club wasn't far from the Order Bureau, just a few streets away, and if you looked up, you'd see that gigantic, black obelisk towering between the buildings.
Belli had already gone back first, with Bologue and Aimou following closely behind, like ordinary workers just off from a day's work, their pace leisurely as they strolled through the streets.
Neither of them spoke, savoring the leisure after a busy day, while people thronged the streets, and the noise never ceased.
As night fell, the signs of the shops along the way lit up, like the dazzling lights of a dance floor, casting a riot of color everywhere.
Amidst the neon and bustling traffic.
Aimou looked around, her eyes brimming with curiosity, every glimpse a rare newness to her.
Bologue also deliberately slowed down his pace, and the two ambled along, unconcerned with the passing of time.
