In the early morning, grey clouds hung over New Moon City, casting a depressing darkness. A fine rain gently tapped on the streets and rooftops, splashing up tiny droplets.
It is said that with spring rains, all things are revived.
But this spring rain brought nothing but sorrow to New Moon City.
The border refugees were temporarily settled in the Rust Wall District, as were the members of Fenrir.
In the room, Fenrir stood in front of a fitting mirror, adjusting her attire. She wasn't wearing the usual wolf-head-embroidered leather jacket that symbolized the Fenrir group. Instead, she wore a black shirt, trying to tie a matching colored tie.
It was clear that Fenrir wasn't used to wearing such formal attire, as the tie remained untied despite several attempts.
Not far away, Hibell, who had already dressed herself, walked over and gently touched Fenrir's tie, saying, "Let me do it."
Hibell skillfully tied Fenrir's tie and carefully smoothed out some creases near the collar.
