The time is the morning of July 21st.
A second ago, Ji Minghuan's consciousness was still hovering over Tokyo Bay.
He and Ayase Origami stood one after the other on the railing of the Rainbow Bridge.
Both completely ignored the whistle of traffic police and the honking of cars behind them, simply walking along the railing without a care.
Like two children hopping along a crosswalk, seeming to throw all the noise of the world behind them.
The long sea breeze swept across their silhouettes.
While they turned their heads, gazing at the shadow of Mount Fuji on the horizon, they discussed which country to visit next.
The United Kingdom, Iceland? Or perhaps France? Or Norway? Ji Minghuan suggested.
Ayase Origami's clear hair was blown up by the sea breeze, the sleeves of her kimono fluttering in the wind, she replied without turning her head: Wherever you want to go, we'll go.
In the next second, just as Ji Minghuan wanted to answer, he suddenly heard a strange knocking sound.
