light.
That is, light.
Light falling from the dark sky.
Beautiful, dazzling, yet creepy.
There is more than one such light.
"Meteorite...no, it's not."
Fujimaru Ritsuka murmured to himself, then denied his conjecture.
Falling meteorites would never fall straight like this, especially... falling straight and neatly like this.
"What the hell is that?"
Fujimaru Ritsuka's eyes trembled.
Yes, what Holmes said is right.
The bright rays of light falling vertically that occupy the entire sky are like a scene that only exists in dreams.
Chapter completed!