On the morning of June 22, Huanjing City was still enveloped in a thin mist, the sky pale as the belly of a fish.
In the mid-air, the hazy dawn light shrouded the silhouette of a girl, the morning breeze sweeping in from the horizon, lifting the ribbons atop her head, her goth skirt swaying with the wind.
At this moment, she was looking down upon someone from above.
Ke Mingye didn't dare to move a step, the corners of his eyes twitching slightly. In fact, he already wanted to make a run for it, thinking to himself that it wouldn't matter if she were a criminal or not, why was she just standing there not attacking, staring at him? What did she want?
Cinderella's umbrella tip emitted a burst of airflow, propelling Magical Girl Ash to the ground swiftly. She tucked her umbrella behind her, and with light steps, she approached, her skirt's folds rippling in layers like waves.
