The muscular body is covered with drops of blood and sweat, and on the shoulder lies the carcass of a boar struck by two blades. Inosuke approaches the hut and places the carcass on a stool before walking into the house and wearily plopping down on a bamboo-woven chair.

“Damn it, it seems like age is taking its toll,” mutters Inosuke as he sees his wife in sight.