For Fang Zheng, life here was quite peaceful and boring, but that was clearly not the case for the others. Ikaruga Sayu dragged Katima and Nameless around the streets, even buying a set of yukata and kimono. According to Ikaruga Sayu, since they had come all the way to this world, how could they leave without bringing back some local specialties? And these were high-end goods sewn by hand. In Academy City's world, such craftsmanship had practically been lost.
After all, the decline of ancient crafts after the mechanized age was practically a tradition in itself.
Of course, once night fell, it was naturally time for another Tanabata tradition—writing wishes on strips of paper and hanging them on wish bamboo.
Fang Zheng had no idea where this custom had originated from. At least, Chinese Tanabata had no such tradition. But regardless, everyone had a great time and took the chance to make their wishes. Even Katima joined in and wrote a wish strip.
"Big brother, aren't you going to write one?"
Nameless curiously asked as she looked at Fang Zheng leaning against the wall. Fang Zheng merely shrugged.
"No need. In the end, this is just making wishes to the gods, isn't it? So who would I even wish to? Besides, anything I want to do can only be accomplished by myself. No one else can help."
With that, Fang Zheng looked at Nameless.
"What about you? Aren't you going to make a wish?"
"Mm... how should I put it..."
Faced with Fang Zheng's question, Nameless wore a troubled expression for once.
"As for my wish, big brother could probably grant it for me. But... I'm a little hesitant about whether I should do it."
"You mean turning you back into a human?"
Naturally, Fang Zheng knew that Nameless was