The sky was thick with dark clouds, ripe for any outburst of rain. Many pedestrians donned their rain hats, ready for the first drop of rain from the humid night that heralded a drop in temperature.
The crowd that filled the space around the Herram Broadcasting Company building was now looking away or toward the screens. The giant screen on the building continuously broadcasted the interview taking place—the noise around the microphone echoed and magnified under the entire building.
The images of two girls were magnified infinitely on the big screen. Every tiny motion, every expression, became the focus of everyone's attention.
"I didn't..."
Hyperion hadn't expected Lanci's interview to be so provocative. In such a short time, he'd gained so many fanatic supporters.