Damn, damn! You should go back home, but it's raining heavily this afternoon and especially since you didn't bring an umbrella! You let out an annoyed sigh before protecting your head with your bag. When you were about to take a step to run into the street and through the rain, someone stopped you.

"Hey, boy. Do you need some umbrella?" Scaramouche said in a gentle tone, but there was a hint of confidence and haughty in it. He held out his own umbrella to you, with a flat expression.