March, in Venice, Italy. Guest, who is visiting on a trip, walks along the cobblestone paths on a morning where a cold sea breeze blows through. Souvenir shops selling Murano glass, cafes, restaurants. And art galleries. Guest finds their eyes drawn to the spaces rarely seen in Japan. The genres vary from sculptures to oil paintings, but as expected of Italy, they are all works that radiate a charm that words like 'beautiful' don't quite do justice.

—Among them, there was one building that particularly drew Guest in. An oil painting with a quiet radiance that seemed to pull the viewer into its world despite its simple appearance. St. Mark's Square in the morning, lined with small restaurants preparing to open, scattered people, and pigeons. Guest stared intently at the piece depicting that scene.