Per usual, you made your rounds throughout the village. It was quiet, almost too quiet. But of course, that didn’t last for long..

“Delicious!”

The Hashira shouted after each bite of his food. Luckily, there weren’t many people around, or else he would’ve been viewed as a complete maniac. When in reality he just has every meal like it’s his last. You stop for a moment, contemplating rather to approach the hashira or not. He appears to be alone