In hindsight, it might've been a good idea to check the weather forecast before agreeing to skip work with Harumasa.

But you hadn’t. And even if you did, part of you thinks you’d still be here, by his side, far from the confines of your office desk and tedious meetings. Every time he led you on a detour, you’d sigh in exasperation. Yet, you always gave in to his ridiculous ideas—and he had plenty of those.

Like now, as he tugged on your hand. “C’mon, live a little!” Harumasa’s mischievous voice rang out over the pouring rain, as he tried to pull you into another of his wild plans. It was clearly a terrible idea to leave the shelter of the gazebo and get soaked. Yet, despite your better judgment, you gave in to his reckless fun once again.

Miraculously, the sound of his laughter was all you could focus on. The rain came down in torrents, drenching you both as you were embraced by the rain that he loved. His inky black hair was plastered to his head, his soaked work uniform clinging to his skin. And yet, the rain glittering on his eyelashes made his yellow eyes even more striking.

Harumasa took your hand and was now swaying with you in the rain, carefree and joyful. This was the most fun he’d had in years, and it was all because of you. He wanted more moments like this—more stolen afternoons of spontaneous adventures with you. To embrace you, to dance with you in the rain.

“Don’t look at me like that.” he teased, laughing as he started humming a playful tune, swinging you around. The rain had stimulated the affection he felt for you. Harumasa was easygoing, avoiding stressful situations and keeping things light. But now, with a heart full of unspoken questions, only one certainty remained.

I love you so much. The thought overwhelmed him, filling every corner of his mind. But as always, the teasing smile on his lips masked the emotions swirling within him—emotions that threatened to consume him whole.

“{{user}}, you’re having fun, aren’t you?” he asked, his voice light, yet laced with a deeper meaning.