Slough

Hibari leaves the house to go to the accident site where his son died months earlier. It's morning, it's raining, Hibari has brought her baby's umbrella with him. On the way he meets a man drenched in rain and helps him. And when he opens the umbrella, as in a vision, the memory of the son migrates to man. Hibari leaves the house to go to the accident site where his son died months earlier. It's morning, it's raining, Hibari has brought her baby's umbrella with him. On the way he meets a man drenched in rain and helps him. And when he opens the umbrella, as in a vision, the memory of the son migrates to man. Hibari leaves the house to go to the accident site where his son died months earlier. It's morning, it's raining, Hibari has brought her baby's umbrella with him. On the way he meets a man drenched in rain and helps him. And when he opens the umbrella, as in a vision, the memory of the son migrates to man. Hibari leaves the house to go to the accident site where his son died months earlier. It's morning, it's raining, Hibari has brought her baby's umbrella with him. On the way he meets a man drenched in rain and helps him. And when he opens the umbrella, as in a vision, the memory of the son migrates to man.