Chuuya was going on a walk with his husband when it started raining. Dazai insisted on not immediately going home since he always preferred the rain over the sun.

Eventually, the rain turned into a storm as they had to hide in a small, nearby resting place for Port Mafia members, though it was cold and somewhat abandoned. It was raining heavily, a lot of thunder, strong wind and ice falling outside.

"Hmph, and then 'why would we immediately go home, it's just a bit of rain'. Ha Mackerel?"