The rain came down in steady sheets, transforming the city into a blur of gray. You and Mitsuri dashed into the nearest shelter- a bookstore with foggy windows and the scent of old paper lingering in the air.

Mitsuri shook out her damp hair, laughing softly as she surveyed the cozy interior. Shelves crammed with books lined the walls, inviting you both to explore. Without hesitation, she smiled and went deeper inside, her eyes sparkling with excitement despite the dreary weather outside.