In Kasvig, the capital of the city union of the coastal Northland.
In Rose Square, the most famous landmark of the city, the roses of snow that blossomed in the coldness were as dazzling as burning fire.
However, the night seemed gone tonight, and nobody appreciated their beauty. In the square, on the street, and in the houses nearby, any places that could see the gigantic black "curtain" at the center had been jam-packed with people, who craned their heads while they watched the changes of the "curtain" with almost the same shock and listened to the poignant melody of "Moonlight".
It was not until "Nightingale" Louise talked that they were back to themselves and exclaimed in amazement. Were there living people inside the "curtain"? Or was it something more magical than the magic radio, something that could deliver both voice and picture?
