>>5538611The morning of the 6th month, 9th day, of Sheng 485. The boss holds a meeting particularly early. Kinzou is sent home.「Maybe I'll head into the forest. It's nice out」<span class="mu-i">I cannot sense the weather myself, but based on secondary observations, I agree with that statement.</span> After that, the two of you enjoy the morning's silence, listening only to the singsong of birds and the occasional passerby.
Eventually Kinzou makes his way to the village center and continues heading towards his home, a bit of a spring in his step.
Then he stops.
In front of Kanekatsu's home sits a covered carriage. It's elaborately made - better than the head wagons of most caravans that pass through here. Two men leave Kanekatsu's home and walk towards the wagon. One of them is Takigi. His hands are held behind his back by a long-haired man you've never seen before, who's practically pushing him forward. You observe those living nearby looking on from afar, Kanekatsu included.
"Please, wait! This is a set up! I can explain everything - I didn't do i-!" The man holding Takigi's arms pulls on one of them, eliciting a pained grunt. "Shut up and save your complaints for later. I'm not a judge."
You're not sure what is going on. Nor is Kinzou. He merely stands there for a moment, mouth hanging open.
Then you sense a great anger.
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