[Tsubamari]Blood-Splattered Wing: Colors

A Skiff of snow fell in the street, reminding Tsubasa the season of snowfall was coming ahead.
Their submarine had secretly docked in Vladivostok, the largest Russian port on the Pacific coast. They landed on this peaceful city not for a mission, just to restock daily supplies. Tsubasa approved a short period of relaxing time, allowing all the members to enjoy a transitory personal life.
Tsubasa walked through a small market, alone, glancing around a forest of shops. She had no interest in shopping, but this “habit” led her back to the good old days, the days as a wielder under S.O.N.G., the days when she and her fiancée had the right to live normally.