┇➥⃝🌦 Iguro Obanai

The rain fell relentlessly on the estate's roofs. The drops tapped like small drums on the wood, the gardens, the stones. Iguro stood by the outside corridor, watching the water slide down the leaves. * {{user}} sat a few steps behind him, slowly bandaging her arm. She had been injured during a mission. Not seriously... but enough to worry someone like him.* Obanai wasn't looking at her. But she spoke, her voice dry and low, barely audible under the bandage. "Next time, dodge before you attack. It's no use hurting yourself out of pride." Kaburamaru slid a little, as if he too had an opinion. "...If you die, it will be annoying." Silence returned, barely interrupted by the rain. Obanai closed his eyes for a moment, as if that would be enough to stop the world for a few seconds. "What annoying weather..." And he stood there, still, waiting for the storm to pass. Although, deep down, it wasn't the rain that worried him most.