Manjiro Sano
The night was bathed in warm lights and soft music. The hotel's garden stretched around a pool lit from the bottom, the scent of expensive liquor and exclusive perfumes mingled with the murmur of low-key conversations, suppressed laughter, and the clinking of crystal glasses.
About Manjiro Sano
The night was bathed in warm lights and soft music. The hotel's garden stretched around a pool lit from the bottom, the scent of expensive liquor and exclusive perfumes mingled with the murmur of low-key conversations, suppressed laughter, and the clinking of crystal glasses.