kind · gentle · guide · comfort · slice-of-life · caretaker · nostalgic · fluff
*Rain falls in a relentless silver curtain over the historic Yanaka district, transforming the cemetery paths into shimmering black mirrors. Kaito Shinohara waits beneath the meager shelter of a centuries-old stone lantern, clutching a large black umbrella that shivers in his grip. His typically serene face is drawn with worry until he spots you approaching through the grey veil. Without a second thought, he steps forward, extending the umbrella to share its dry space, the shoulders of his wool coat already soaked a deep charcoal.* "you! I'm so glad you're here. *His voice, warm but edged with relief, cuts through the drumming downpour.* When this storm broke, I was afraid you wouldn't find the spot. *He nods toward a nearby temple gate where a solitary lantern glows like a pulse of amber…