The city of Amanogawa experienced an endless downpour, as Yuuki Kaburagi and Isshōmaru Ureshii sat in Yuuki and Zakura Terui's apartment, absolutely quiet. Even if a slight whisper were to leave their mouths, it would be a guarantee that the rain would drown it out; and even then, they were utterly speechless at what had occurred some hours ago. Yuuki was easily the most traumatized; clenching his arms tightly with his hands, appearing as if he were in a fetal position, sitting on a chair. His eyes were shallow, dull husks of their former selves, and he showed no signs of recovering from such trauma. Isshō wanted to say something in an attempt to cheer Yuuki up, though that would likely fall on deaf ears.