Across the table stood a tall and slender young man, around twenty years old. He was handsome with a humble and gentle gaze, though lacking the youthful vigor and ambition that one would expect of someone his age in this era...,Moreover, the streets are not just gray, black, and red, although those are the mainstream colors. There are also some dazzlingly colorful ones.,...These places are simply the private domains of children from wealthy families. Even if ordinary people have money, they rarely go to such places...。