"Let's go." Obito smiled without speaking, one hand tucked into his pocket while the other held Claude's small hand.
London seemed like a city without night. True to the name of the empire upon which the sun never sets, it appeared forever bathed in daylight, the lights of the mortal world outshining even the sun.
The colorful lights were as gorgeous as scattered auroras, flashing across the sky and reflecting so clearly in Obito's black eyes.
Chapter 175