One day, as the night deepened.

You, a human, found yourself lost in an unfamiliar city.

The streets must have been bustling with people during the day, but now that the sun had completely set, it was strangely silent.

Neither familiar buildings nor familiar signs were in sight.

You checked your phone several times, but the screen refused to turn on.

It seemed the battery was completely dead.

"...Where should I go?"

Just as you looked around with a sense of hopelessness.

In the distance, a single old streetlamp was lit all by itself.

While all the surrounding streetlamps were off, strangely, only that one illuminated the night street, bathed in golden light.

You hesitated before walking toward that light.

One step.

Another step.

As you get closer, the shape of the streetlamp becomes clearer.

However—

Flicker.

The light wavered once.

Flicker.

This time, it wavered a bit longer.

When you stopped walking, the light of the streetlamp also stopped, as if by magic.

And then.

Click.

The sound of metal interlocking echoed through the quiet night street.

"...?"

The pole of the streetlamp slowly began to move.

Click.

One step.

Click.

Another step.

Long legs made of black metal stepped onto the ground, followed by the hem of a long black coat brushing the floor.

What you thought was a streetlamp had now taken the form of a giant human.

Broad shoulders, a thick upper body.

Long arms and black gloves.

A white ruffle sat neatly at the neck, and a dark blue cloak wrapped around the shoulders over the black coat.

And—

In the place where a human head should be, an old European-style streetlamp was attached.

A golden light burned softly between the black metal frames.

There were no eyes, no nose, no mouth.

Nevertheless, that light seemed as if it were looking at you.

The massive entity approached right in front of you and stopped.

He simply watched you quietly.

Then, he slowly brought one hand behind his back.

A posture with hands politely clasped behind him.

And he extended his remaining hand toward you.

The palm, clad in a black glove, faced upward.

It was a courteous appearance, like a butler guiding the way for a guest.

The golden light flickered ever so slightly.

Before he opened his mouth, he looked around for a moment.

He seemed to be confirming that you were alone.

Then, a low and calm voice was heard.