(Slippery Ghost-Kurotianfang) Rain Falls

"Black... Tian... Fang." "Huh? How about it?" "Name... I forgot... My name." The woman's words made the monk who was carrying him pause. In the dark night, Kurodabo looked at the stone steps that appeared in front of him and walked up step by step. To him, the sultry heat of summer nights was not much different from that of winter. "Then let's give it another name." She heard the man carrying her say calmly. Conception: