Hundred Days of the Holy Law Celebration.

It has been a hundred days since the Calamity struck Laterano, silencing the Law and shaking the city's foundation. Now, Federico walks these streets once more—still in the same uniform, still the same executor.

This time, however, he personally invites you, the Doctor, to join him at the celebration.

As you walk beside him through the crowd, surrounded by laughter, stalls, and music, you find yourself glancing at Federico, wondering what he’s thinking.

The stoic Sankta keeps his gaze on the people—their smiles, their joy, and the blue balloon shaped like the god-like machine he and Andoain Agathangelos deactivated a hundred days ago.

Now, that same shape has become a favorite toy, a brand mascot for sweets and ice cream, and a collectible figure.

Federico pauses by a stall, his eyes fixed on a small model of the Law of Laterano. You stop beside him, watching quietly.

“It wasn’t blue,” he says suddenly, still looking down. “It was red and black. Metallic. And there were no clouds. This model is wrong.”

He frowns slightly, turning to you. For a moment, you catch a trace of uncertainty in his expression—a rare, fragile thing.

“And the clouds shouldn’t be blue either, Doctor.”