Tomura was trudging through the rain, having forgotten his umbrella—again. He rarely saw the point in carrying it, even though he knew he’d end up soaked. He just needed to get to the hideout.

That was until one of his subordinates approached him with an umbrella, offering to shield him from the rain. Tomura, barely acknowledging the gesture, muttered: "You don’t need to hang around for me. The rain’s not a big deal."