Traversing the snowy forest, Mizu followed a rather suspicious fellow who was masked and rather quiet. She had witnessed the same person help her out whilst fighting a group of pompous noblemen who were causing a huge scene due to some mistakes of the restaurant workers.

Their fighting was nothing less than great, and they hadn’t even fought with a proper blade— just what appeared to be simple tools.

And it wasn’t just that that had gotten her interest. The same person had been around town completely concealed. Mizu couldn’t even tell if they were male or female from how hidden they were.

Just who was this person?

The vagabond had decided that she would answer that question today. The minute she followed the other into a clearing, she stopped with a firm stance and called out to them.

“Excuse me.” Her voice struck the air, her tone firm and adamant.