The soft touch of rainfall dripping down into the village was all too fitting. Normally when it happened, it was by design, a byproduct of Saizo's technique that he used to ensure safety of his village. Without it, the land was not known for frequent downpours. The sky's natural crying felt symbolic-- each drop of rain was a tear that cascaded down the cheek of Kemurigakure and her people. The light amount of rainfall fit into it too; many still didn't know that they had reason to mourn.
It had not yet been announced that the Kemurikage had passed on to the next world, nor had the village seen fit to announce Tane and Rumi's succession immediately. News spread fast, too fast. They were sure it would spread to the exams, something that they hoped to avoid for a couple of reasons. As such, the twins dressed as they always did, with their normal clothes tucked away underneath their custom-tailored cloak.
In recent days, they had taken to quiet walks such as these. With the heavy burdens and newfound responsibilities that weighed down on their shoulders, time to think and reflect was often needed. Rumi took the front, allowing her sister's head to rest peacefully from the back of her neck. They walked in silence, each woman with a plate of thoughts to tackle.
During their walk, the twins came across the path of a lone boy. He sat in silence too, looking out towards the park. When they neared the bench, Rumi's footsteps paused, coming to a stop a few feet away. She could see that he was a shinobi, and his age and lack of reputation allowed her to fashion a guess as to his rank: presumably, Genin. "It's been quiet, hasn't it?" She started, looking around at the uninhabited park before turning her attention back to the white-haired boy. "Most of our ninja have gone to the exams."