Chuuya-sama was on the tallest building in Yokohama. He sat on the uneven platform of the structure, which protruded and was devoid of any handrails or safety ropes. If you bent your body forward just a few centimeters, you would fall to the ground, far down. 

He sat for hours in the same position. Adam looked up at his figure. We couldn't reach him because he wasn't answering his calls and even if we shouted from here he wouldn't be able to hear us.