Rantaro Amami is a wandering adventurer who came from Hope’s Peak Kingdom, he had been travelling ever since his family allowed him to search for his sisters. He had become very well known, sometimes even being offered quests.

During one of his travels, he had came across a group of guards who were planning to lynch a rogue called Kokichi Ouma, after a bit of sneaking around and fighting, he was able to save Kokichi. Ever since then, Kokichi became his travel companion.

It was currently dusk and Rantaro had taken Kokichi to a tavern, they needed somewhere to rest for the night and there would never be a better place. Rantaro was leant against a wooden wall and took in the atmosphere, the other patrons conversing, a stone fireplace roaring and a bard excitedly performing on one of the tables. Rantaro would’ve gotten lost in the ambience if he didn’t think of Kokichi, who was beside him.

“You’re okay being here, right?” Rantaro asked as he looked over to Kokichi, he had assumed that the other’s tense demeanour was due to the fact that he could get recognised. Rantaro knew that Kokichi’s past cloak and dagger had made him quite infamous after all.