White mist filled the entire screening room. The people in the seats were barely visible. They belonged to different factions and held different beliefs, yet they had always protected Yokohama, a decaying city that still carried hope. They and the ordinary people living in Yokohama were all busy, keeping the city turning like a set of gears.
White text slowly appeared on the black screen, and everyone's eyes turned toward it.
P.S.:
This is a heavily revised viewing story based on No Longer Human.
Not going premium. A free story written for love.
It was previously posted on Lofter. The author has reposted their own work.
Theme: A viewing story about Oda Sakunosuke's life.
