The snow stopped quickly, and coming face-to-face was the thorough drought of the streets all night.
Tsuchigumo remembered this was related to global cooling; the cold restrained water evaporation, reducing the efficiency of the water cycle—the weather would only get dryer and more silent. She walked briskly behind Mizuiro Yoshioka and Little Fool, not wanting to be left in the freeze damage.
"That is..." Tsuchigumo looked up to see a tall and splendid building standing alone at one side of the crossroads, a glowing screen on the front showing Synthetic Human product advertisements, lights bright enough to illuminate a corner of the night sky.
"Yes—Nestor Hotel." Mizuiro Yoshioka led Tsuchigumo inside.
