Meanwhile, Mitsuki turned his attention toward those two girls waiting for him atop the roof of that house. He couldn't imagine how long they had been there, but they definitely had some patience for this kind of thing.
'They're a lost cause. I can understand why people isolate them so much, even if I don't agree with how they treat them.'
As someone who once had a past tied to people's stares and rumors, he could understand how overwhelming that could be.
He leaped high onto the rooftop, rising into the sky with the delicacy of a feather. Then he let himself fall backward, far too relaxed for someone plummeting straight toward the ground.
The orange sky stretched before his eyes while the wind battered his clothes.
Ellegaard and Jeanne watched him with confused expressions.
In the blink of an eye, while falling, Mitsuki transformed into a cloud of ash.
The tiny dark particles scattered through the air like smoke carried by the wind.
