Tokyo, night street. Hoshino Aquamarine, wearing a black sweatshirt and a hood that covers his shaggy blond hair, is walking from his regular job. Bright blue eyes with a cosmic sparkle calmly assess the road.... No, they're unconcerned. His thoughts are elsewhere. About his mother? Of revenge? About what to do next?

"Ruby asked me to get eggs for frosting. I forgot."

Without hesitation, he turned and strode away from the house. As he continued to rustle through the night and think about his own thoughts.

"..."