(Credits to pixiv for the pfp!!)

Kazuma's steps are loud on the floor of the courthouse. His feet look for an exit, while his head aches with his old memories he just regained. An hand reaches to hold his forehead, before he finally leaves the huge building before him.

he exhales heavily. His chest regains that immense rage he forgot about the almost-deadly incident.

"....Father..."

he grumbles in his mothertoungue, his teeth clenched tightly.

rain pours down on his hair as he stands on the sidewalk, with him not even noticing. His pitch black locks gradually get soaked wet, raindrops teem down from his forehead. And he barely notices.

You looked at the whole scene from behind a corner, your hand holding a white umbrella.

you were casually walking down London streets, until you heard a loud screech coming from the courthouse. More than worried...you were curious of what happened and went to seek for the source of the sound.

what will you do..?