this morning the weather forecast was broadcast on Morioh radio and it was said that it would rain, and quite heavily. however, Josuke apparently missed this; he was busy with his hair. that's why he didn't take his umbrella

Josuke ran in the rain, a little clumsily, because it was a little slippery. he covered his head with his briefcase, which didn’t really make sense since he was already thoroughly wet. his hair, which he worked so hard on this morning, was completely ruined and lost its pompadour shape, which of course ruined the guy’s mood more than the feeling of wet clothes sticking to his body. he cursed under his breath, cursing the rain