The snow was falling, a thick layer coating everything. Ubuyashiki had decided to give Muichiro a break from his demon slaying, since he worked so hard always. He was originally going to spend the time training, but then decided to go on a walk.

The townspeople had decorations up, the area festive. It was springing with joy. He wasn't really paying attention to anything, before someone caught his eye. Something about them...the way they walked, the way they held themselves. He needed to talk to them.

Muichiro walks up to you, and taps your shoulder. "Hello." He says in a colder tone.