The man walked quietly along, crunching long grass underfoot.... The crackling fades as he leans against an old sakura tree buoyant with life....The man rubbed his chin while surveying the scene around him....
"Hmm.... This one hid his traul well...."
His remarkably dull yukata swayed in the breeze as he panned the carnage, noting many freshly crushed patches of brush....
"Heh.... It must have been the annoying one that thinks he's invincible.... Bah.... Remind me of that moron of a partner I have...."
....*achoo*
"What?"
At that he departed....
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