Stormborn Swordsmen: Takao vs Nōsei

On the southern coast of the, within the confines of a small port city, a silver-haired individual spends his afternoon in a local restaurant with a group of his comrades. Despite attempting to enjoy a meal after securing the first pay he'd received in several weeks, his companions seemed more interested in arguing with one another. Sipping on his tea the swordsman can't help but to sigh as the two women sitting on opposites sides of him berated one another on every topic imaginable. As he finishes his food Nōsei can't help to feel bad for the young girl sitting across from him, who was also caught between the bickering so much so that she had barely given any attention to her lunch.

After several more minutes of listening to his friend's argument Nōsei can't help but to interject. "It's good to see that you two are getting along so well," he comments, fully aware of the repercussion such a statement would cause. Immediately, the both Hitori and Rika turn to their attention onto the swordsman with peculiar looks upon their faces. "Are you crazy!? Why would someone like me get along with her" Hitori announces proudly. "Someone like me?" Rika begins with a definite tone of annoyance, "Though, I can't help agree with the washed up shinobi. Are you stupid, Nōsei?" Without even honoring a thirty second pause Rika and Hitori dive right back into their incessant conversation. "Sorry. I suppose it was worth a shot," Nōsei apologetically informs Kiyoka before pulling himself to his feet.

Tossing a few banknotes on the table the silver-haired individual retrieves his sword, which was leaning up against a nearby wall, and secures it to his side. Despite being drowned out by his comrades conversation Nōsei informs everyone he's stepping outside before making his way to the door. Lowering his head as he steps out of the restaurant the swordsman realizes that the rain had picked up from earlier in the day. Making his way down the street he stops at an overhang near the pier and looks out across the horizon, appreciating the sight of gentle waves meeting a grey sky.