After Chie was removed from the Takigawa mansion, a weight lifted from Midori's shoulders. Relief, like the cool autumn breeze that swept through the mansion, settled over her. Finally, she felt comfortable leaving Ame back home with the watchful eyes of Mai and Yuri. With a lighter heart, she resumed her twice-weekly English lessons at St. Anne's Academy.
By then, autumn was in full swing. The vibrant heat of summer had softened, replaced by a crispness that sent shivers down the spine but warmed the soul. The ginkgo trees, a staple in Tokyo's landscape, were a spectacle. Their once emerald green leaves were now ablaze with fiery hues of yellow and orange. A gentle breeze rustled through their branches, sending a shower of golden confetti cascading down onto the cobblestone streets below. The city itself seemed to be painted in shades of autumn, a breathtaking contrast to the vibrant greens and blues of summer.
