When the scorching sun disperses the dark clouds and rises high, Nest City, the monster within which war, intrigue, slaughter... and dirty blood, all disappear into the shadows, as if they never existed.
No matter what happened last night, the sun above the city will rise as usual, turning the past into stories passed down by word of mouth, scattered by the wind.
Flowing people, ironclad city.
It's just... malice won't disappear into thin air, it only dissipates temporarily, waiting for the right moment.
...
At nine in the morning, Yun You bought a few starch-filled buns from a vending machine and ate them casually before heading home.
In the past year or so, being up at night and resting by day had become her habit.
She didn't want to attract attention, even if it was from someone trustworthy like Jing... or Kasidelle.
Being a little mouse in the sewer was pretty good, at least it helped her live a little longer.
