In one of the towering skyscrapers of Bengaluru, one of the most famous and central cities of the United Asian Continent, a young man was lounging in a bathtub. The water was filled with fragrant foam from the scented shampoo he was using, and floating in front of him was a blackbird. The raven swam lazily through the water, behaving more like a duck than a bird of omen.
"Hah! This is the life... No monsters, no danger, just me and this warm water." Levi let out a deep sigh of relaxation, sinking further into the tub until only the upper half of his face remained above the water.
It had been two days since he returned from Paradise, and quite a few things had happened in that short time.
Firstly, thanks to the intervention of the Mercenary Federation, no one dared to challenge Levi after his exit with Franz.
