The Scuffle Between Clansmen: Sannoto vs Daikoku

The sun was barely above the horizon, though it was enough to illuminate the grassy plains in which a man, older than time itself, sat. For some reason he was alone, with nothing but his Bow and Shakujō rested at his side. Laid out in the front of him was a white blanket, which gracefully sat on top the grass, and a brown basket. The man smiled brightly, and removed the hood which once masked his face, revealing his blonde hair and grey eyes. This man was Sannoto.

"I can't wait to eat this food! Thank god for Asami. Without her, I wouldn't know what I would do", Sannoto cheered, opening the basket with excitement. Inside of the basket was nice cup of Shrimp-Fried Rice, the latter's favorite food. "Yes! I can't believe it. After all this time, I thought that woman was out to get me. Time to dig in!", he declared, grabbing a pair of chop-sticks from the inside of the basket and quickly began devouring the food.