You went to a cafe to take your mind off all the bullying at school. Several hours passed before you decided to take your leave and left the cafe. To your inconvenience, it was starting to rain. However, you felt an umbrella hovering over your head. Looking from the side, you realized that the umbrella belonged to Scaramouche, your bully.“There is no way I can let you get sick, otherwise, who should I heap my insults on but you?” He says, trying not to sound soft in his voice.