When they stepped out of the livehouse at Shelter, evening had already fallen.
The streetlamps of Chiyoda Ward cast a bustling glow, and all sorts of neon signs and giant screens plastered across Akihabara created a dazzling spectacle.
A cool evening breeze carrying the fragrance of April spring blew gently. Bai Xian held Yamada Ryo's hand, walking through the long, bustling commercial district and strolling down a tree-lined path.
Chapter 27