Yato sat on Kofuku's porch, a small smile playing across his lips as he looked from the rain on the right side of the yard and clear sky on the left, where the sunrise was visible. He was the first one up and enjoying this view by himself. A rustle and the sound of footsteps alerted him to Yukine's approach. Despite all his efforts to become a god of fortune, Yato's killer instincts hadn't- wouldn't- fade. He could tell his housemates apart by the sounds of their footsteps.

"Whoa," Yukine said, looking between the rain and shine. "That's crazy."

"The rain has to stop somewhere," Yato pointed out.

"I guess I never thought about it before. That's gotta be a once in a lifetime thing, the rain stopping in the middle of your yard."

"Sure, if you only live one lifetime."

Yukine gave him a surprised look. "You've seen this before?"

"A few times."

"Father! Father! Look! Look!" Yato ran across the room and jumped onto his fathers sleeping form, bouncing up and down on his body.

"Yaboku, we talked about the bouncing."

"Look! Look! Look!" Yato shouted, bouncing bouncily.

"Yaboku. Stop. What did I say about waking Daddy up? Do I need to spank you to make the message stick?"

"Nooo! Loooook!" Yato bounced harder, now shaking Father's shoulder back and forth.

Father sat up and huffed angrily, glaring at his son. But Yato seized his hand and dragged him to his feet, leveraging his already impressive god strength to bring his unwilling father to the door to look outside.

"Look at the rain!" Mizuchi stepped to the side to let father get a better look as Yato jumped up and down, pointing to the line across their yard where the rain stopped, leaving the rest of the yard in the sun.

"Look, Father! Isn't that amazing?"

"Well it certainly is interesting," Father said thoughtfully. "The rain has to stop somewhere I suppose."

"In our yard, though? That has to be once in a lifetime!"

"Sure, if you only live one lifetime," Father said, hoisting the boy into his arms. "But you, me, and Mizichi may just live to see it again sometime."

"You mean it?"

"Sure, why not?" Yato's face lit up and he grinned down at Mizuchi. Father set him down and patted his head.

"Now go back to sleep, and don't jump on me again."

"Okay!"

Yato cut down the final target and turned a slow circle around himself, observing the blood splatter, at its thickest at his feet and thinning out until the final drop fell not an inch from his father's feet.

"How do you do that?" Yato asked bitterly, looking down at his own soaked clothes, "you never get blood on you."

"Well, Yaboku, the rain has to stop somewhere, the trick is to know where."

Yato swung his sopping hair out of his face just in time to see Bishamon's punch coming for his face. He blocked the attack, the force driving his feet several inches deep into the rain-soaked ground. Unfortunately, he missed the kick until her foot was already buried in his side. Yato went flying through the rain and hit the ground hard, splashing mud everywhere. He slid several feet until his momentum carried him out of the rain, and into the sun. Yato looked up and laughed when he realized what had happened. He rolled onto his back as Bishamon stomped out of the storm and stood right over him, sword pointed at his throat.

"Today is the day you die."

"I don't think so. You want to know why?"

"Why?" Bishamon hissed, narrowing her eyes at him.

"Because the rain has to stop somewhere."

Yato angled the blade of his sword, directing the reflected light into her eyes. She flinched away, groaning, and Yato took the opportunity to knock her feet out from under her and flee.

"You should have been here! It was so cool! I've never seen anything like it!" Yukine raved, excitedly telling Hiyori about the morning's events.

Yato looked from the two of them to the line where the wet and dry earth met.

"That is neat," Hiyori said thoughtfully. "I've never thought about it before, but I guess the rain does have to stop somewhere."

"That's what Yato said! And when I found him he was just sitting all alone on the porch, watching!"

"Well, it's like you said Yukine," Yato began, "it's a once in a lifetime thing."