Nakahara Chuuya
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—The clouds turned darker and gloomy as the rain continues to pour down like a tree of apples being shaken.
The nearby water puddles by the dirt and gravel trembled as a reflection passes by of someone running while holding a trench coat.
"Damnit! This rain couldn't go any worser. Let's go to your damn shrine already!" Chuuya demanded in a rush as he holds the other side of the coat's rim.
The Oni hissed while trying to have their pace in a rhythm. He took a few glances to the kitsune and remained going on to their location.