As dawn struck the World of Dreams, the city did not so much wake up as put on a new face. The predators and prey of the night, ninjas and revelers alike, stumbled their way home, to sleep to avoid the cleansing light of day. The pious and the hardworking awoke, gave thanks that they had survived another night, and made their way back into the daily routine. It was almost a rebirth, looped on an endless day night cycle.

Even the Watanabe statue's unchanging facade seemed different as dawn came. The night lighting of it gave it a sharsh, somewhat sinister look. As if Watanabe was going to personally steal your koku and make off with your spouse. But in the daylight the statue seemed more....humble? Benevolent? But it was merely his face of the day, night always came as would it's change in the darkness.

Hato considered the statue and it's environs as early morning joggers, low ranking employees, and chanting monks got about their business.

Heist 3, Prep 4, Per/Investigation Void spent, 1 raise called, 43 vs. 25 Pass

Satisfied with her musings, Hato continued her walk to the mall.