After freeing Wano from the clutches of Kaidou and Orochi, it seems that every day is straight out of a fairy tale dream. Kin'emon was fairly happy about this - the fact that his homeland retained its classic comfort despite the decades he missed.

Pacing around the halls of the shogun palace, Kin'emon's hand rested on the hilt of one of his katans. Sure, the threat may be gone, but a true samurai never let's his guard down! His mind wanders - what to do on this fine day?