In all weathers-01 Prologue

December.

The snow was falling slowly from the sky, swaying lightly, carried by wind's movements.

Mugen Ayumu was watching it with eyes almost dreamy, sitting behind his desk, his mind returning to his past and reflecting about himself and what he would do in the future.

He was an ordinary office worker in one of the many companies in Osaka, his life was simple and monotonous, only dinners with colleagues and appointments with the girl that, a little later, was going to become his wife gave him a bit of happiness, without any exaggeration.

He had no hobbies, passions or personal pleasures and his days passed slowly, between a phone and a few signature on numerous documents, just like the snow so much exciting and enchanted for him, making him a child again once a year.

And so, in practice, the evening came by, the employees left their desks and the lights went off, leaving the entire building empty and dark.

Mugen came out with a small group of colleagues heading for a small sushi restaurant not far from the building where, at least twice a week, they went to dinner together.

During the dinner, including a glass of sake and the other, the talk came to life more and more, along with the chatter and laughter; talking about this and that went from critical to politicians, to the various kinds of sports to finish, every single night, talking about women.

About all this, Mugen, could not care less, he was engaged for two years with a beautiful young girl named Yui, sports had never passionate him, he loved only mathematics and the work ordered, nothing more and with the policy he had a total different kind of attitude.

He was detached and cold towards it, he hardly even felt a real sense of belonging to his own country, merely to observe, quietly, everything around him analyzing behavior, words and why some people were acting in those manners.

A scholar? Or just an employee without a social life? Mugen was everything in one person, without even realizing it.

After the meal, the boy stood up, said goodbye to everyone and walked away with an apology, quickly and without looking back even though he had some little remorse.

He wanted to come back to her, to Yui, the only one he loved and with whom he wanted to spend the time.

When he opened the door he found himself immersed in the darkness of the corridor.

"She must be sleeping, I'll make her a little surprise," thought him after leaving the keys next to the phone.

He walked to the bedroom and saw her there, hidden by the blankets for the cold.

She was a very nice girl, with thin eyes, soft and slightly skin, darker than the average Japanese and long dark hair.

Taking care not to make any noise, he went in the bed and slipped under the covers, hugging Yui warmly to surprise her.

The girl's body was cold and somehow, strangely slippery; It moved almost imperceptibly, his breathing was labored and strangled.

Mugen lifted the covers, making them fly to the ground and flinging blood everywhere around the room.

Incredulous and scared he watched Yui's body, his eyes were almost bulging out, he could not and did not want to believe what I had before.

The girl was lying straight on the bed, the glazed look off into space, a long wound from the navel to the base of the neck was propped open with a wire planted in the mattress while blood poured by the gallon.

Staggering, he tried to run to the phone but the wires were removed and the door was closed, the keys were gone.

Suddenly, the darkness, nothing more.

Yui, the telephone, the colleagues and the office disappeared, along with every other thought, nothing was the same again and Mugen disappeared in a limbo of deep darkness.