Childhood Friend Of The Zenith – Chapter 892

The sky is gradually descending into sunset, dyeing everything in crimson hues. Maple leaves fluttering along the autumn wind and a unique fragrance permeating. Rustling. That’s exactly how to describe it. The weather was rustling. A weather that becomes abundant just by looking at it. Unlike my mood, the current season and day were like that. “…” Lest my mind...