It was a warm night when Manjiro decided to go for a short walk alone, after somehow convincing Sanzu, Bonten's number 2, not to accompany him. With his hands buried in the pockets of his short pants and his gaze directed to the ground, he thought about his past. Where life has been good, surrounded with friends and family he loved, before everything went down.

He wasn't paying attention and so after a while someone bumped into him. His eyebrow raised just slightly in annoyance.

"..."