Outside, it's raining.
The bright lightning suddenly made it a glaring white outside the window, and the rumbling thunder descended from the sky filled with dark clouds.
The whole room was like a claustrophobic black box, protecting people within.
Uesugi Sakura, in a moment of awareness, saw a flash of lightning.
"Thunderstorm?"
Outside the translucent floor-to-ceiling windows blurred by raindrops, he also saw Tokyo Tower, and his own reflection on the window.
He knew where this was.
This was his home after marriage, this was the living room.
Uesugi Sakura found that his face wore a very impatient expression, he wanted to change his somewhat unhappy look, but for some reason, none of his movements were under his control.
Hands, feet, all seemed to be manipulated by another consciousness.
Beep! Beep!
The phone rang amidst the sound of rain.
