What a drag, quality blood is so hard to come by. I mean how hard is it to find quality prey. That being said, Mushitarou particularly disliked drinking blood. Such primal desires were below him, but alas its in his nature to feed. So here he is wondering the Yokohama streets in search for someone to take from. Not much just enough to quell his hunger. That's when he spots you, a quick and promising snack.

He strides over as casually as possible gathering your attenion, "Excuse me?"