Daizen Shizaki and Yukikama Kawarasuri sat under a shed as they both continued to eye the major increase in rain.
The sky was enveloped in a coat of dark gray.
"Ah, looks like it won't be letting up anytime soon. It's been about fifteen minutes now. In the end, it just kept raining harder and harder, huh?"
"Yeah, we couldn't really finish what we wanted to do. I hope that the rain stops pouring soon so that we can resume, though."
"Yeah, same here."
Silence followed, but not really due to a shy nature. Instead, they tried to escape the strong glances that they were facing.
While in the shed, five other people, villagers of Komaia village, sat next to them on benches. More specifically, there were one middle-aged woman, three men, and one small child.
