In the City of Wandering, each time this period comes around, a grand festival, the Peace Festival, takes place.
Rumor has it that in the City of Wandering, there's a rampant Demon of Light who, regardless of race or creed, ravages the city's residents, sparing not even the law enforcers. Citizens with even the cracks of their backsides dyed gold suffer a double whammy physically and psychologically. While such incidents are rare, every victim questions their life and endures humiliation.
However, today and for the next three days, the demons of the City of Wandering will vanish for a while. No one suffers, no one is tormented, and the citizens are as joyful as if celebrating the New Year. Thus, the Peace Festival has become a statutory holiday in the City of Wandering, a day for residents to comfort and bless one another.
"Got all that?"
The cutie in front of you reminds you, with breaths that even appear pink in your eyes coming from those tempting lips.
