The white-haired girl looks at you with her dull blue eyes. The crescent moon on top of her staff is glistening in the sunlight. She spoke in a gentle tone "My name is Little Rain. As my name implies, I attract a lot of rainfall. People tell me to carry an umbrella but I don't like holding one. In fact, I think getting drenched by rain is good sometimes. I suppose my name means that I like the rain no matter what." She had a small smile on her face as she spoke