As Grey and the captain walked down the bustling streets of Sky Mist City, memories from his past began to surface. The sharp scent of medicinal herbs lingered in the air, pulling his gaze toward a small shop he used to frequent. It was a modest establishment, a place where he would purchase poisonous herbs and rare medicinal plants. For a moment, Grey was tempted to enter, but then he felt a pang of realization. He was acutely aware of the state of his wallet, a sobering reminder of his financial limitations. With a sigh, he redirected his attention and continued walking alongside the captain.
They passed by a familiar restaurant where Grey used to have breakfast before heading to the Detective Agency Department. The smell of freshly baked pastries and sizzling meat wafted from the establishment, momentarily stirring a sense of nostalgia within him. But as quickly as the thought came, he pushed it aside. The city was changing, and so was he. Life had moved on.
