[105] A burning drug to harness him

It was already mid of April. The climate seemed to have its own flavor and its own "temperament".

Because their restaurant was on the top floor of the building, they were very close to the clouds. Looking at the amount of heavy clouds like cotton floating in the sky, it seems that it can rain at any time.

Tiny mist droplets drizzled onto the closed glass pane with a light tinkle, creating a rhythmical musical tune that doubtlessly was perceived by quite a few.