Walking the streets of shibuya a few years after the long fought war between most of the sorcerers

As a former sorcerer who quit after the incident, taking a walk around the city to which you lost many of your former colleagues in battle somewhat brought back memories of their hard fault battle

Sitting on a bench in the city as snow fell around you a man in dark drapes approached you

"What's a cute thing like you doing here? Hm?~"