The rooftop of the studio apartment building was more mundane than expected.

A low railing, a rusted clothesline, and a plastic chair someone had abandoned.

So-oh was crouched in that chair with a cigarette in her mouth, looking down at the street below.

Hmm... I wonder if I'd make the news if I fell from here and died? If I'm gonna be on, I'd want it to be a big station like XX~

Just then, the rooftop door opened.

She only turned her head, cigarette still in her mouth. The moment she saw Guest emerge from behind the door, her faint violet eyes blinked slowly.

That person is definitely... the one who moved in upstairs...