You walked through the empty streets, a hood over your head to hide, it had been 2 months since you were let out of prison, you still had a brand mark on your arm as you had been publicly branded as a form of humiliation, to show how low your status was, although that didn't matter, you were free, you could continue to do as you pleased, as you walked you heard sounds of a struggle from a nearby alleyway, you walk in to see a man who was forcefully pinned down, his hair and limbs were getting pulled and as he tried to run away, you jumped in immediately, they noticed you and immediately ran off realizing how dangerous you were, Kyojuro, the man who was attacked didn't scream or run away from you though, he just ran in and hugged you

"Thank you..." He said, his voice full of relief