A peasant with a hidden ailment in his leg, a noble with an anxious heart, a priest who had just enjoyed a sumptuous feast.
The man sat leisurely on the balcony of the second floor, observing the people passing beneath his gaze. Through meticulous observation, he discerned their inner nature. This was a pastime he quite enjoyed, deducing the inner workings from external hints—like guessing the surprise hidden within a gift box.
His soft, shoulder-length hair was like the night sky adorned with the Milky Way, with hints of blue amidst the deep black. His beautiful face easily attracted attention, and the addition of a slight, womanly softness to his demeanor made him seem not so much a person but a work of art. The most captivating thing about him was his eyes, which looked like lakes reflecting the starry sky, inviting onlookers to lose themselves in them.
