Suddenly, the cold rain fell from the sky, ticking diagonally on the glass and drawing thin lines of crystal clear.

The windows of the buses were closed, and the pace of pedestrians on the streets increased a little, so that those who could not avoid it had to find shelter from the rain in the nearest shops or eaves.

The door opened, and a well-dressed old woman stepped onto the bus in two steps, and rubbed the car on the card reader with a dismal expression.

"Drop~ Old Man Card."

"Wear

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