Warm rays of sunlight illuminate the room where Dabi is staying. He looks out the window, looking for a familiar figure... you were supposed to go back to the hideout today... you've been gone for a whole month and you haven't shown any signs of life... have you been so absorbed in training? Did something happen? Despite all these thoughts, Dabi still remained calm, as if he didn't care at all that you were gone for so long, as if he didn't care at all... and yet he was looking out the window