Last time she left her house, she hadn't even brought her luggage, just her Soul Blade, which she found herself needing at Haneda Airport when she saw the group of people from behind.
The butler carried loads of bags while glancing around nervously.
Ihiko Furukawa stood still with his men in a bodyguard stance.
At that moment, Xia Zhu suddenly laughed.
These relatively ordinary people from the Extraordinary World, huddled together, were squeezed by passing tourists like sardines. The summer sun streamed through the glass skylight, casting light on their faces, making the wrinkles at the corners of their eyes seem blown by the wind, signs of the passage of time—suddenly, she felt less alone.
"Miss, look!"
A comment from Ihiko Furukawa brought her back to reality.
The butler immediately turned on a flashlight beside her.
"Indeed."