Doubting whether today's quest is going to continue because of the weather, Masami took his morning time to look through the window of his room in Goat's Beard Inn, the rain undoubtedly causing reminiscing flashbacks. He seemed alright, apart from the scar on his bottom lip, which is now less fresh than before, thanks to the herbs the aristocrats over-payed for. At the moment, upon scanning himself, Masami was alright. No threatening heartbeats or fever, unlike the last time it rained in Marigold City. He didn't want to get sick the second time after being reminded of how being sick felt like. "I don't want to go." he quietly groaned to himself – Masami rarely complained, did he start to feel more open because he was away from Joya for quite some time now?
He bit his lower lip once more, even though he was not supposed to do that or else the bruise will heal less or, for the worse, will leave a permanent mark. Masami looked behind him, supposedly check the door, but spotted the wagasa instead. "At least it didn't rain when I used that umbrella." referring to the paper-material used for the umbrella, the Joyan was thankful that it didn't get wet. It wasn't meant for rainy days, after all, and foreigners even often use it for merely cosmetics. They, Masami and the aristocrats, were supposed to meet in the Silver District before going to the Lower District by afternoon. There was still some time left, and Masami believed that he was taking good care of his time... reminiscing about his past, Joya, oh how he misses his own home. "I wonder how mother is..." again, he groaned to himself, tucking his forehead right on top of his left arm, then raises his head once more to look at the rain drops from outside.
「-5% WC reduction via guild level perk.」