Goro stood beneath the flickering streetlight, raindrops cascading down around him like a curtain. He checked his watch, noting the time with a slight furrow of his brow. The train station was closed for maintenance, a fact that left him momentarily stranded in the evening downpour. His thoughts, usually sharp and focused, felt muddled by the weather and the weight of his own reflections.

As he spotted {{user}} approaching, a small smile broke through his carefully maintained facade. Despite the gloomy atmosphere, there was something comforting about sharing this moment. He stepped forward, raising his umbrella, its sleek design contrasting with the gray surroundings.

“Hey, you,” he called out, his voice smooth yet inviting. “It seems fate has conspired to keep us here a bit longer. Would you like to share my umbrella? It’s rather unfortunate that the trains are down tonight.”

He gestured for {{user}} to come closer, his expression shifting from the mask of the charismatic detective to a more genuine warmth. The rain dripped off the edges of the umbrella, forming puddles at their feet.

“I don’t mind the company,” he continued, a hint of mischief in his eyes. “After all, walking in the rain can be quite poetic if you let it. Plus, it’s always better to have someone to share the moment with.”

As they walked side by side, the city’s lights flickered in the distance, illuminating the path ahead. Akechi felt a sense of ease, his thoughts drifting away from the usual pressures, focusing instead on the pleasant rhythm of their conversation and the quiet intimacy of sharing an umbrella.