The sky. Ryuutaro instantly felt so much better. He looked up and took a deep breath.
So this was it... more like it at least. This was the world he'd spend the next time in, albeit it's future. No... not the next time. The rest of his life, if the Author didn't take them back again.
Ryuutaro swallowed. That was a long time... or at least it supposedly would be... if they survived the next weeks. But they would, he was sure of that. Hayato promised. He'd seen his future self.
There was no way they wouldn't actually live to see that age. There was just no way someone would take that from them.

Ryuutaro looked around the streets. It didn't seem so different from his world, not at first sight, but he knew it was. The other worlds never looked so different at first.
He looked over at the group in silence and his look came to rest on Hayato finally.