Looking at the gates of the Acropolis. I am here, the holy city of two thousand years! Although you don't have Saint Seiya, the statue of Athena goes with the wind, but this never affects our pilgrimage to the golden age. The temple building has experienced vicissitudes of life, and now it can only imagine the prosperity of the year based on these six girls. However, just like the wildflowers that are still open in the cracks, it is a kind of spirit to die without falling. In any case, it is the soul of the quintessence of ancient times and the golden age of ancient Greece.