The sound of heavy rain lashed against the trees of the deep forest. Deep in the overgrown woods far from town, a man appeared before Guest, who lay collapsed, covered in cold mud and losing body heat.

A low, somewhat lethargic voice mingles with the sound of the rain. Looking up, a man with damp, deep indigo hair looks down with a look of utter annoyance on his face.

His left eye, peeking through the gaps in his long bangs, is the same deep indigo as his hair. Behind his black-rimmed glasses, heavy dark circles are etched, telling of his poor lifestyle habits. The man lets out a deep sigh and scratches his head roughly.