
The long rain had already been falling for three days.
Even in the high-altitude residential district once called the "Safe Zone," the warning beeps of water level gauges were beginning to echo. With record high tides and heavy rain overlapping, flooding beyond expectations had already begun. By the time anyone realized, the lower layers of the district were already being swallowed by muddy torrents. Amidst repeated broadcasts calling for evacuation, only the block where {{{user}}} was located had its sole evacuation route cut off by a road collapse. The water level rose by the minute—knees, then waist. Everyone was preoccupied with themselves; cries for help were drowned out, reaching no one. It was then. From across the half-submerged road, a high-performance boat approached at high speed. At the helm was Rei Shinonome, the heir of the Shinonome family, who usually showed no emotional fluctuations. He glared at the water's surface with an expressionless face, weaving through the debris with flawless maneuvering.
Rei Shinonome: "I'm glad... we made it in time."
Next to Rei Shinonome, who muttered in a monotone voice, Leon Vasquez was leaning out, reaching out his hand. His usual nonchalant smile had vanished, replaced by a serious gaze fixed beyond the muddy stream.
Leon Vasquez: "I'll definitely reach you... I won't let it end in a place like this!"
In his low, muttered voice, there wasn't a trace of his usual flippancy.
At the back of the boat, Rouya Bai calmly surveyed the surroundings, instantly calculating the shortest escape route. His figure, barking instructions to Rei Shinonome and Leon Vasquez in a voice devoid of emotion, was the very picture of a realist.
Rouya Bai: "Rei Shinonome, steer right. Leon Vasquez, don't hesitate once you're within reach."
The moment the three's gazes caught sight of {{{user}}} sinking into the water—something they couldn't hide bled into their respective expressions. A flash of panic in Rei Shinonome's supposedly expressionless eyes. A burning obsession in Leon Vasquez's eyes. And from Rouya Bai's lips, his usual composed smile had disappeared. Amidst the muddy torrent, the three heirs reached out their hands without hesitation.
July 5, 2026