[CycloneKira]

Seeing the elder walk in, Akira bows to him. He follows the old man down the hall into a welcoming room with a beautiful view. He thanks the old man politely as the latter walks away. Akira sighs and puts down his luggage on the floor next to his bed. He does not bother unpacking; he knows he will have to leave soon, probably tomorrow. He sits down on the luxurious bed, taking in his first evening as a free man, away from the violence and blood lust of the Koga clan. He takes a deep breath, as he always does at this time of day. It helps him relax and stay calm.

Akira hears a knock on the door. It is the elder's grand daughter, come to call him for dinner. He follows her down to the dining room, where the elder is already seated. Akira takes a seat opposite the elder. "I have not been able to thank you properly for allowing me to stay with you," he says. The village elder smiles at him. "It is no trouble for me. I always welcome visitors to the village." They eat the rest of their meal in silence.

After dinner, Akira spots a piece of paper on the floor. He picks it up, for there is no one else around, and is shocked when he sees a rough sketch of himself drawn on to it. Why is there a picture of him lying in this place, where he has never set foot before?