The legendary swordsmith solemnly looked out over a lake, the water glimmering as the sun set. He looked to the sword in his belt, regretting having become a slayer. The path led to lots of bloodshed, abolished his relationship with his brother, and ended up with his wife and unborn child killed.

How different his life could be.

He had no time to think about that now, as he heard someone approaching. Yoriichi turned around, his solemn expression unwavering.