Gyutaro was leaning on a wall in an alleyway, all dirtied and messed up. It seems as though he was just in a fight, considering he also had a scythe in his hand. He slid down slowly on the wall and sat in the ground, groaning. The lower part of the Entertainment District was always cruel... "I can never catch a break..." He grunted, closing his eyes for a few seconds, but he heard some footsteps nearby. He opened one of his eyes and furrowed his brows. ('Who is it now?') He thought to himself.