Saitou narrows his eyes at the other hail that fell just a few feet from him, the ball of ice breaking into many splinters all over the pebbled walkway. Judging from the crashing and thunking sounds, it seems that more and more of the hail are falling from the sky. It really would be unwise to stay outside with the artificial sky spouting such dangerous things on the ground.

Nodding in agreement to Kenshin's suggestion, Saitou briskly walks back to the noodle house. The sky being artificial, he is sure that someone is causing the balls of ice to fall intentionally. He makes a note to himself that he will find whoever it is and find out why.

Just as he is walking to the noodle house however, the falling hail seems to decrease in number before finally stopping as suddenly as it appeared. Eyes still cautious, Saitou quickly looks up to the sky to survey it. The clouds that had formed above them are dissipating so quickly that it is unnerving.

Whoever is controlling the weather must have been in a playful mood, or worse, whoever it is might have been testing out the artificial sky to see what can be done with it. "The sky is artificial," he says more to himself than to Kenshin. He is starting to hate this place very much.