Peace has longed for centuries in the demon realm.

It's a dream we thought impossible to attain. The aroma of fresh leaves replaces the rotten smell of blood. All red became green.

But after the Great Depression, everything suddenly changed. The longed dream became reality. And its cost is the truth behind the word 'real'.

The dream has been achieved, but no one knows why.

Speaking of peace, Humaea park was filled with students like us as they enjoy their break time. There's no spot that can beat this place when it comes to the fresh breeze.

Some of them eat their lunch, talk to friends, play in the grass, and more. But what caught the public attention was a man who got caught cheating by his girlfriend.

The man got the slap he deserved. It's the right price for two-timing. I only wish Miss Chiho wasn't around.

We're far away from the commotion. We don't want our food to be infected with gossip. At our table, just after Majiro finishes eating, he rests his head on his palm.

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