Koharu... A city which holds many untold stories and harbours varios protagonists, and it shall reveal a certain story with some certain protagonists in it, Kobayashi Kimura is one of them.
Koharu city was located in a very peaceful but lonely place. A unique, rough and ill-tempered sea was batteringthe city's beach from the North, and from the West and South of it, gigantic mountains watched the sea's crashing waves. A river, gifted with redundancy with all of it's fresh, drinkable water, divided the city into three parts. In the residential area of the North-West, lived the families with the unbreakable bonds and roots in history, and there were Western style mansions at coast. Also, the South-west of the city was inhabited by farmers.
Koharu city was like an abandoned place until the city center was constructed five years ago. It was placed on a spot where the two river brances from the West and from the South unite and pour into sea, and three years ago a significant portion of the East part of city was bought by a certain company, Kobayashi Construction Company.
Winter was the best season of Koharucity in terms of scene, and now it was the middle of winter, raining heavily everyday. Kobayashi Kimura, heir of Kobayashi Construction, was really fond of this weather, this city. Koharu city was the perfect city for him, but, nevertheless he couldn't help to think that he cannot suit well, just like being a heir of an important company.
Because being a heir of an important company did not mean anything to young Kobayashi. Also, there was nothing to hold on for him. Nothing at all.
Young Kobayashi was in his senior year in Koharu High, but he couldn't bring himself to love his classmates. He couldn't bring himself to approve his father's decisions. He couldn't bring himself to accept his fate. He just couldn't do it. He became paranoid. His mind was full of bad manners.
Like all days, the sun set and light left its place for darkness. The night brought rain with itself once again. Young Kobayashi wanted to use this chance, the chance of finding himself, and stepped out in a rainy night and took a walk to the farm fields. He got out of the residential area, where he and his family lived. It was raining heavily, each drop was like a bullet freshly shot from the pistol.
He was neither tall, nor short, around 170 centimeters. Compared to his height, he was fit and had a well-built body with 70 kilograms. He had a short but unusual curvy dark hair. His hazel eyes seem to fit very well to his triangular shaped face and he had a little scar below his chin.
He was wearing a black colored rain suit, and his face was barely shown. Also, he had a yellow flashlight with him, just to be cautious. His clothes was soaked after a minute walk in rain.
While he was on his way to farm fields, he saw that the bridge that connects the fields was under construction. Therefore, he needed to go city center first and use that bridge to cross Tsukuyomi which named because of shrine in East.
However, he wanted to save some time, and get away from people to find inner peace, so he decided to use old wooden bridge which was rarely used, since it was believed to be a wicked path. However, he decided to take the risk with no second thought.
The sound of each raindrop on the bars of wooden bridge was like a music for his ears. Even with that music, he could not set his mind free for some thinking.
So many thoughts were going through in his mind, so many voices shattered his thoughts, he couldn't focus, he couldn't think. It was like he was going crazy.
After passing the bridge without falling, he just ran blindly, not knowing exactly where to go. His boots were covered in mud, and he was soaked to the bones, but he continued to run. There were dancing shadows at fields. They were dancing with light of lightning coming from far away, and thunders were their scream of joy. There were nothing alive, just these devils.
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