It was raining hard outside. The droplets of the pouring rain created a nice soundless effect on my closed window.

I stood up and opened the window and let the cold enter the room. We were supposed to leave earlier but we had to cancel the flight for a few hours because the weather turned bad. I went back to curling up in bed and stared at the storm outside.

Yesterday I came home to my brother's mansion in Monte Vega. Yesterday I finally finished the revenge that I had been preparing for several years.

Yesterday Zen asked me if I was contented with what I achieved. Is it enough...