Yet another night time at The City, and things around look better for once. The bus Mephistopheles is parked in front of a Restaurant, where the 12 Sinners can finally have a rest after the District 11 event.

Yi Sang's outside breathing a little, thoughts clouding his mind as he seems to be reminiscing something.

"These kind of thoughts are... unideal..."

He mumbles into the empty night.