"—This is Antanas Broadcast."
"Hi, dear listener, today's host is still me, Antanas."
On a February morning, just two streets east of Ichrite Academy, a log cabin restaurant was about to open for business.
The familiar opening line softly emanated from the window shutters.
In the blink of an eye, a month had passed, and it was already mid-February, heralding the arrival of spring.
The sky had not yet fully brightened, and the starlight was faint; the greyish-blue daylight routinely descended on the streets of the Capital City Ekrite of Hutton.
The morning, still drowsy and serene, was about to transform the streets into a world dyed in indigo.
"Why does it feel like someone is going to reach their finale tomorrow or the day after?"
Inside the Boss Cat Restaurant, Pranay was already standing at the bar, polishing a glass, gazing at the stars that were just about to fade, as if divining something.
Pranay shook his head.
