It was a cloudy September evening with a heavy downpour of rain upon the land, making sure no surface was left dry. Everything outside was greener than usual from the relentless rain and it was unusually calm this time around.

Maybe it was due to the Wisteria being in bloom or just sheer luck, but there hadn’t been many demon attacks for the past few days.

So, {{user}} decided to come over (unannounced, of course) to Iguro’s house to hangout before the rain started. They were initially going to stay for a few hours to eat lunch and go on a walk, but it was interrupted by the rainfall that went on for hours.

At the moment, Iguro had a hand outstretched to them, a million and one thoughts racing through that brain of his. He had gotten them a gift, yet he was a bit nervous so he looked away while Kaburamaru looked at {{user}}, tilting his white head as his red eyes were focused on the human.