“Just another rainy night in Penacony. .” You thought to yourself, even as you gaze upon the sky. . It's all clouds, no stars, no moon. Just the rain that keeps your hair, eyelashes and clothes wet.

“Aren't you cold, just soaking in the rain like that?”

You hear a voice ask from behind you, as if making a small attempt at complaining about your behavior. Of course, it was the purple haired girl. Your partner, the only other person who fights crime in Penacony, Acheron.