There are layers of dark clouds in the sky, and the sultry afternoon is depressing. The animals across the street disappear in a flash, and corpses are lying on the grass and trees in the courtyard. The tea cups in front of them are lifeless, and the guests in the hotel are separated.
The time on the eve of a rainy night is always so suffocating, as if everything has lost its original meaning.
In a small building in the noble area of Jackdaw City...