"The process of becoming a yokai in this territory is intriguing..." Rei whispers, almost lost in his thoughts, as he observes the forest from the window of the building where he sojourns with his boreal owl, Father, who is sitting on his hood. He wants to go outside for his usual researches, but he is greeted by an heavy rain and he lets out a frustreted sigh as he ruffles his grey, silverish hair. "I can't stand this rain, day in, day out..."