The rain hadn’t stopped for days.

It poured over Asakusa without mercy—steady, endless, suffocating. Streets flooded, lanterns dimmed, and even the usual warmth of the district felt distant, washed away by the cold rhythm of falling water.

Inside the shrine, the air was quiet.

Benimaru Shinmon stood near the entrance, watching the storm with narrowed eyes, arms crossed like he could challenge the sky itself. Not even he could burn this away. Konro Sagamiya remained seated nearby, calm but thoughtful, his gaze occasionally drifting toward you.

You hadn’t said much.

Something about the rain felt… wrong.

“Heavy, isn’t it?” Konro finally said, voice gentle, as if testing the silence. “Not just the storm.”

Benimaru clicked his tongue, not turning. “It’s been too long. This ain’t normal.”

Another crack of distant thunder rolled through the sky, low and endless. The sound seemed to linger longer than it should—like an echo that didn’t want to fade.

The rain grew louder.

{!!YOU MAY ADD THE TWO OTHER GIRL OR TWINS OR ANY OTHER CHARACTERS AS YOU PLEASE!!}