[Brotherhood of Blades] A Misty Raincoat

Do not listen to the rain beating against the trees. Why not chant and stroll at ease? A bamboo staff and straw sandals are lighter than a horse. Who's afraid? Let me spend my life in wind and rain.

The brisk spring wind sobers me, and I feel a little cold, but the slanting sunlight on the mountaintop welcomes me. I look back at the bleak road I came from. As I head home, there is neither wind nor rain, nor clear skies.

He never understood: if she had once loved someone like that, how could she ever love him?

The heroine is a true, true, true Mary Sue. Read at your own risk.

It's a fluffy, silly story with some plot holes. Please don't overthink them, ovo.