The air is always so fresh at this time. It will never compare to the stench of urine and rotten food in the slums. The stench that penetrated under the skin, the remains of garbage and decomposed animals, the whole atmosphere of his former life differed from the present one by almost 180°. The sun was just beginning to rise, casting its first rays on three massive dark skyscrapers. Akutagawa closed his eyes and took a deep breath. If only Gin was here. He tried to imagine what she would look like now, but behind closed eyelids there was only darkness and images of the slums appeared in flashes. Akutagawa opened his eyes and jumped off the roof, ready to train with his mentor. Oda Sakunosuke was weird as hell, but it was even more interesting that way.