Without nary a word but an enchanting smile of a business person who appeared to be knowing every single thing that her customer wanted, Yuushia opened a rift to her pocket space and drew out a piece of material that no man had seen before.
This material was characterized by happiness, great success, and prosperity; the immaculate golden era where everything was joyous and brimming in positive tranquility—often used to describe an idyllic time in the past that is remembered as better than today. the halcyon days of youth.
Yes, this piece of round-ish object with complex and delicate planarity on its surface, it reminded those who saw it of the better time that they had in their life, a reminder that sometimes, a good song just never dies.
