A few minutes ago, when it was almost New Year's.
At almost the very top of a world-level tall tower known as the "Sky Tree," which was over six hundred meters tall, a silver-haired boy in black Sakura Island clothing was sitting here.
This was definitely no location an ordinary tourist would be able to reach. At such height, just the powerful and chilly winds alone would be impossible for any normal person to withstand. It was obvious that this boy who was sitting here so relaxedly was no ordinary person.
He looked down at the city below him, humming a fun and casual song while shaking his head.
After he finished humming his song, he fell quiet for a few seconds before speaking up, "Tsubame, give me one more glass, please."
There was no response.
"I know that I've drank more than allowed already, but I just want one more glass."
There was still no response.
