The Sleepyhead Is Finally Awake…

On top of a 500-meter tall skyscraper, a figure could be seen, a gigantic sniper gun in her hands, locked on the edges of the Skyscrapers.

Blue hair, made into two long braids that dragged beneath her, reaching up to her feet.

Her eyes gleamed in focus as she looked through the camera on the Sniper's sight, a smirk appearing on her devilishly red lips as her hands wrapped on the trigger.

BAAAAAAAANG

The ground beneath her feet shattered to pieces due to the opposite momentum, yet she never flinched at all.

"Another one down…" She mused, standing upright as she walked towards her bag which was placed on the ground.

"HUUUM, HUUUM,"

A wild tone unfitting of a girl could be heard from her lips as her hands searched around the bag, and soon she dragged an object out.

A bottle can of wine.

"CRIIIINK…"