The neon lights still flicker, yet the hedonistic bubble silently bursts, hurling those floating people heavily from the skies, shattering them into pieces.
The little girl stared blankly at the crying and wailing people below; even though she hadn't eaten dinner, she might have long been used to it.
She couldn't hear the sound of her stomach rumbling, nor feel the hunger in her belly; it was Magic that helped her.
"Asuka! Thank goodness! You're here!"
Just then, the door suddenly opened behind her, even though it was barely seven today, Mother had come back already.
The disheveled woman at the door looked at the little girl inside the house as if grasping at a straw of hope, fiercely grabbing the school-uniform-clad arm of the little girl, yanking her out of the room.
"With you, that guy will definitely help me repay the debt... No, I must call him quickly... That monk's family has a temple, it must work..."
