November 12th remained overcast with drizzling rain.
After raining all day and night, a shallow layer of accumulated water collected on the ground, while wind-whipped raindrops splattered against the surface, forming concentric ripples. People on the street hurried with their umbrellas, splashing water as they walked.
Morning in Tokyo was congested. Through the misty rain, all one could see were the red tail lights of cars stretching out like a sluggish caravan.
"Ah, idiot!"
Despite having gone through it countless times, Nakamura Tatsuyuki still cursed on his way to work, frustrated at how much time he was forced to waste commuting due to the traffic.
As the clock approached nine, the congested traffic began to ease, and Nakamura Tatsuyuki finally arrived at the Supreme Prosecutor's Office just before the start of working hours.
