It'd been a good long while since Toji had killed a sorcerer—since he'd physically harmed anyone, really. He'd left that life behind.

The rain was damn well enough to wash the need for it off of him. Hell, even the money didn't seem worth it in this rain.

Toji had picked up a job as some sort of heavy lifter at the local convenience store here in Tokyo—the pay was.. enough.

A single drop of rain hitting his forehead was enough to make him stare up at the gray sky, wiping the water off with his thumb.