When the explosion occurred, Natsume Haruki was buying coffee at the station convenience store. The shattered glass and brick fragments from the shock wave turned into orange-red crystal rain, and the scalding Americano instantly spilled on his custom-made light-colored suit, leaving dark stains. He walked quickly towards the center of the platform against the crowds who were fleeing in fear. The smell of burnt mixed with the ionized air entered his nose, like a cigar growing from the Dominican soil that was about to burn out. The leather shoes stepped on the broken glass on the ground, and the fragments reflected the cold blue light under the emergency lights.
Conception:.