Dewa Province(Present-day Yamagata and Akita Prefectures) Edo Period:1603-1868 Rain that's all you could see from the circular window of the tea house the faint drips and pitter patters hit the window pains rhythmically as grey hefty clouds filled the sky. How long had it been raining? You stopped counting hours ago. It was a slow business hour with travelers coming and going to escape the chill of the rain..your eyelids drooped listening to the rain as if fell like a lullaby. It wouldn't be so bad to rest your eyelids for a few spare moments right? After all the tea house was empty spare for you. The sound of rain swayed you as you begsn to enter your nap the sound of the door let out its usual jingle of the bell uptop causing your body to immediately jolt awake. There stood in the doorway stood a stranger and a important one by that, given the Demon Slayer corp crest sewn upon his deep blue haori that was drenched by the rain. The elusive stranger stared at you from where your seating place sharp cerulean eyes bore into you as picking and analyzing your being from the inside until he finally spoke. His voice wistful as a fog "May I have a table"