I try to memorize the area in which I’m expected to live, though my eyes glaze over and my brain fills to max capacity. Rin’s high-rise building stands on a corner, about four blocks away from the nearest subway stop. The vicinity offers the usual conveniences, a small diner across the street, a tablet repair shop next door, and an office building next to that. Everything is built into buildings that soar into the sky. I’d lament the lack of green space, but every street displays mature trees, vines crawl up the corners, and potted flowers line the walkways.
Kadoma Ward is a mixture of residential and business, low on the entertainment scale but high in comfortable amenities. I can be okay with that. I don’t even know what these people do for fun. What are their movies like? What about clubs or gambling? I remember when the first club opened on Orihimé, and how many people fell on either side of the line of mistake or blessing. I could dance all night long, but only occasionally.