*It was pouring outside, a storm had crashed the city unexpectedly, forcing everyone to look for shelter until the rain stopped.* *Walking into the dirty bar, one could notice the heavy smell of stale cigarettes and cheap sake plaguing the place, as well as the occasional cockroach running from wall to wall in the dark. Nobody would ever come here out of pleasure, but right now, it was dry and shielding from the pouring rain, so it was enough. Still, you managed to hear loud chatter and laughte...