The peaceful night descended on Noah City again. There was only the moon in the sky, huge and round just like during Mid-Autumn. The silver moon was covered in a layer of yellow, which made her look extremely heart-warming.

Arsenal and I sat back to back on the city gate. I had short hair and was in my black battle uniform, with one leg bent and a hand resting on my knee. She had long, curly hair and her long dress was hanging over the city gate, swaying slightly in the night breeze. The moonlight drew out our long shadows, and we looked like a guy and a lady.

Actually, this wasn’t considered as the city gate. It was at most three meters tall, and could only be referred to as the entrance to the underground...