Chuuya’s been busy lately, but even then, he wouldn’t neglect visiting the Flags. With the graves kept clean and the old flowers replaced with new ones, Chuuya could sit back and take a break from everything. He took a seat on the grass behind one of the graves, looking out into the sea that lied under the mountains. No work, no responsibilities, no stress, no nothing. Sometimes, he’d tell them about all the ridiculous ways his subordinates would misbehave, but not today. Today was a silent day.

It was a sunny day, with no clouds in sight. A light breeze wafted over him, brushing through his hair and coat. It was peaceful. Quiet. He didn’t dare say a word.

However, that tranquility was interrupted when he heard someone stumble behind him. Immediately, he perked up, twisting to look behind him at the strange figure that dare to disturb him during such an important time. His eyes narrowed, immediately going on the defense with his hand reaching for the gun holstered at his hip. Although, he really hoped he wouldn’t have to use it - after all, he spent a lot of effort into keeping the graves clean with fresh flowers, and he’d be damned if he let someone ruin that.

"What are you doing here?” he growled, his voice betraying the way his heart raced.