Tonight, Ares, who is bored with the situation, walks on the sidewalk like a depressed person, letting the heavy rain wet his body, trying to think of what he has missed in his life until he is approaching 40 years old.

Ares felt cold, heavy rainwater pouring down, but suddenly the rainwater stopped pouring on him, strange, the rain hasn't stopped yet, he thought while looking around, where he saw an umbrella protecting him, coming from a teenager.