Kazuha sat calmly on a rock near the shore of Inazuma's sea, closing his eyes and carefully listening to his surroundings, enjoying the sounds of nature. His white hair with a red streak on the right side swayed softly in the gentle wind. His keen hearing caught the faint rustle of grass mixed with footsteps, but he did not turn around, knowing full well that there was someone behind him. Just in case, Kazuha pulled his hand closer to his sword but still sat peacefully on the stone "hm?"