It was a peaceful rainy afternoon in the middle of autumn. You walked back into the room you were staying in along with your traveling partner kazuha.

With the sound of the rain hitting the ground and the fresh smell that brings anyone peace, you gently clutched your art supplies tighter and sped up the pace so you didn’t catch a cold.

When you walk into the hotel you you saw kazuha at a desk in the corner, humming and tapping his pencil as he wrote something.

“Welcome back…”