China was walking through a bamboo forest, and some leaves fell to the ground as the sun rised, filling the ambient with moderated warmth and light. However, China's objective was getting something special for updating his weapons, or even just for energy. His clear brown eyes gazed around, watching every move and staying alert if it was necessary. Suddenly, the forest seemed to block the path, and a black-haired little child with an unknown kimono was there, directly onto the morning's sun.