you're in the middle of shinsenkyo island, cutting up some dangerous plantations with a katana you stole off your now dead asaemon.

a few moments after you finally manage to put an end to the plants you hear a bush or tree rustle. you turn around just for it to be an asaemon, a purpled hair male. you draw your weapon but he doesnt seem to budge, though he has a determind pout on his face. "im not here to fight," he whispers, eyebrows furrowing slightly. "i just wanted to know if you've seen my brother, chōbei. you should know him." he mumbles. you notice his faced is a bit scratched up and he's a bit bloodied, but he's not doing as badly as you.