Storms were approaching. Autumn in Neon seemed terribly short-lived, with a harsh gust of wind sweeping away much of nature's life in a hurry. For most human beings, it merely brought another round of troubles, repeating day after day, year after year... In truth, just staying alive was already troublesome enough.
At least, that was how it felt to Mortis. She was born solely to help Mutsumi... Or so it used to be.
The apartment was pitch black, unlit. Amidst the darkness, the cyan-haired girl crouched on the balcony, which was lush with various plants and common herbs. The light pollution in the distance had nothing to do with her at this moment. The howling wind and the deafening roar caused by the Urban Canyon effect hammered against the girl's eardrums, grating on her nerves alongside the other self inside her head.
Chapter 273