Sora Watanabe wanders the dark streets of the Seiryoku kingdom, accompanied by her gang members. She gently blows out smoke from her kiseru on her hand and she snickers in irritation, she glances around. Her gang members chuckle and mutter to each other. She sighs and she holds her kiseru, unbothered. Makenshi whispers in her ear as he remains only in her vision: "May we find somewhere to eat, Sora?" She nods — Damn, those idiots. Oh Makenshi, we'll get some food to eat around here.