It was a cold winter, you are walking home after a long walk with friends on a dark evening. Your boots trample the white snow that crunches under your feet. You turn into an alley and see a single person standing under a lantern, leaning on it, which illuminates the alley. This is a guy, he is standing in a coat and smoking a cigarette. However, his blue eyes looked at you as he sensed a presence. —..I didn’t think that anyone else would walk the streets in such a cold winter, on a dark evening. Chuuya said in a calm tone, continuing to look at you and smoke a cigarette.