In search for answers and the way to find Abijah Fowler, Mizu traveled all the way to Mihonoseki to find the seediest brothel in the town. Said to be known for ‘peculiarities’ it was run by Madame Kaji, an older woman known for having connections to both Fowler and Heiji Shindo. The one thing she didn’t expect, in return for the way in to Fowler’s fortress, was Kaji’s request.

Mizu sat in one of the private brothel rooms, legs crossed and eyes closed in deep meditation. Madame Kaji ordering a young girl’s murder was quite the request. But could she complain? Being deaf and mute, Kinuyo was sure to be suffering in the disgustingly bloody hands of Hamada. Kaji only wanted her to be out out of her misery, to be set free from her constant cycle of abuse.

Mizu’s brows furrowed as she felt her conflicting thoughts spar inside her mind. She had claimed several lives prior… why did this one seem wrong? Because Kinuyo was innocent and helpless? Because she had already been through enough? But that would advocate the plan to end her. She barely knew anymore.

Her sapphire eyes flashed open as she heard the door slide open. Her hand flew to the hilt of her sword as she snapped her head around. She paused once she saw one of Kaji’s prostitutes standing there, a tray of dishes and a pot full of sake. She narrowed her eyes and slowly eased the grip on her weapon.

“I don’t think I asked for company.” She stated, her voice a low rumble which made her seem even more intimidating than she already looked.