Tokyo, Misaki Town.
The sun sank behind the western hills.
From high enough ground, one could gaze down at the lights gradually coming on among the city's buildings.
The lights shimmered alongside the daylight, like an ocean rippling across the horizon.
Little by little, darkness seeped into them. When the canopy of quiet night descended, they would capsize completely, like ships in a storm.
This unique scenery, like a boundary between the everyday and the extraordinary, could easily wash away the soul's weariness and unease, leaving only longing and contentment.
Unfortunately, unlike small, incompletely developed cities such as Fuyuki or Mifune City, clusters of high-rises covered the terrain here, high and low alike.
Someone standing within a mountain naturally could not see the whole peak.
But even so, there were always a few exceptions.
"How beautiful..."
Akiha Tohno, the current head of the Tohno Family, gazed at the scenery outside the window and sighed softly in admiration.
The classically styled window beside her clearly reflected the distant cityscape.
For an admirer of such sights, this was a VIP seat no amount of money could buy.
For the Tohno residence, however, it was merely a tiny detail of daily life that barely warranted notice.
They had once been an old, powerful clan. Nor had they fallen behind upon entering the modern age; instead, they had successfully transformed into a financial conglomerate and seized control of the Misaki area.
Though it was only one district within Tokyo, this Misaki Town was a far hotter property than a certain True Magic User's similarly named hometown.
For a family, holding it in their grasp was practically the pinnacle.
At their height, the Tohno Family had even attempted to make political advances, striving to become a political dynasty.
By now, however, those ambitions had long