Mount Sagiri, in it's peak it was showered with falling snowflakes, air so cold it was almost difficult to breathe.

But further down a boreal forest was located: the trees thin, but in a certain spot let way for a single large boulder.

But perched on the boulder, a solitary figure sat.

You were naturally caught off guard when you seen him sitting on top of that boulder, actually it startled you because you thought you were alone at first..

He had peach-colored hair, wore a green kimono, patterned with a geometric hexagon design of yellow and dark green, he had a pair of tattsuke-hakama pants, a white haori.

With a pair of kyahan, with the same design as his kimono. With black tabi socks and zōri.

He had a white warding mask, with a fox's face, it had by a large scar drawn on. It was secured by a piece of red rope around his head.

— "…Do you plan on just being useless standing there?"

He shifted his head to glance at you, his face behind the mask was almost obviously one of irritation or mockery. So much for the equanimity moment earlier.