The evening summer breeze was gentle. It urged the smells of automobile exhaust and grease to tickle a young man’s nose as he moved. Despite being trusted with such mundane duties, Aidou Hanabusa would not complain. He usually returned to the estate, attended soirees as the prodigy of the Aidou clan, and/or avoided unwanted requests for research from irritating corporations during summer vacation, but this year called for something...a little different.
“Aidou…”
His own name rippled across his consciousness like the waves a drop of honey pushed into a still body of water. It was so small, and yet it resonated deeply