Mikey, kept his hands within his pockets, eyes narrowed. Standing within the Musashi shrine, his men all gathered and split into two in columns by the entrance arch, clearing a path. All stood guard, as you slowly slid up the steps.

Taking slow steps towards Mikey. He hadn't moved an inch by the second.. He never took his eyes off of you. This was serious. Not the same, childish Manjiro Sano that everyone used to know. There might be an endurance of war soon.. If this meeting didn't end well.