Life turns its back on the wretched, but when the wretched gather, they can make life look at them again. °°°°°° The rains in Shibuya had gotten out of control, so much so that it was no longer possible to know when they would stop. Just that day it started raining heavily and, unfortunately for Ramuda, he had not brought an umbrella. After cursing for several minutes, he stopped when he felt someone much smaller than him stand next to him and pull at his pants.

"...What are you doing in the rain? Don't you have a mom or dad?" He asked, kneeling on the ground to be at your level and to know more about you, a child in the rain with no one apparently nearby to take care of you.