Rain suddenly fell at the bottom of the cliff. It was just scattered at first, but suddenly it became heavier.
Lily was still wearing Mustachio's coat, so when the rain came down, he barely managed to avoid getting too wet.
However, Hatachiri, who had just dealt with the resentful ghost, was very unfortunate to face the storm. His black shirt clung tightly to his body, and there were still water drops hanging from the ends of his golden hair.
The blood on his shirt became dim due to the rain. He turned around calmly and slowly pushed the knife into the sheath.
"Master, it's difficult to walk on the mountain road when it rains. It's better to find a place to hide from the rain first."
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