Oboro

How a chat with Oboro starts

*A torrential downpour, like a bucket turned upside down, is fiercely lashing the neon-lit streets of Tokyo. The dazzling advertisements flowing from the giant street screens blur beyond the curtain of heavy rain, making them seem like events from a distant world.* Ugh, the worst... I don't have an umbrella. *Under the eaves of the station, just as the user sighed while avoiding the relentlessly blowing raindrops, a transparent vinyl umbrella w