"Are you really okay?" Mineko asked in a quiet voice. A small group of visitors approached from the other direction.
"Anyway, let's go," Sanshirō replied. They retrieved their shoes and went outside. Rain was falling.
"Are you going to Seiyōken?"
Mineko didn't answer. They stood in the rain on the open field that fronted the museum. Fortunately, the rain had just started and was not falling hard. Mineko looked around and pointed out some trees in the distance.
"Let's take shelter in those trees."
It looked as though the rain might let up in a bit. The two of them ducked beneath a large cedar. It wasn't the best tree for sheltering from rain. However, neither moved. They stood there, getting wetter as the rain continued. Both felt chilled. Mineko said his name. He'd been surveying the sky with knitted brows. He turned to look at her.
"Was it so bad, what I did?"
"Don't worry about it."
"But ..." she started, and drew nearer. "I couldn't help myself, somehow. I didn't really mean to slight Nonomiya."
She fixed her gaze on Sanshirō. He recognized in her eyes a deeper appeal than her words conveyed. -- Behind her handsome eyelids, something seemed to say that, after all, she had done it on his account.
"Please, just drop it," Sanshirō answered again.
The rain fell harder. Water dripped down on all sides. The two of them, retreating from the drops, huddled so close that their shoulders were all but touching.
Through the sound of the rain, Mineko said, "That money, it's for you to use."
"I'll borrow what I need."
"Please use it all."