Slash!

Tomioka's blade run though the neck of a demon, clean. The demons head dropped with a thud. With a swing of his blade, Tomioka flicked the dripping crimson from it.

⎯⎯ " Rain . . . ? "

Rain softly poured down on the sorrowful man. It began to soak his clothes and hair. The reflecting river behind him running smoothly with a swoosh. The wind picking up slightly. He slowly looked towards you, putting his blade back onto his side.

⎯⎯ " You'd have to try better than that. I know you're there . "

Tomioka started at you with dead eyes. Eyes of a man who had nothing to live for, just playing day by day...over and over.