He paused for a while as the night air blew around them. On his part, Danushiki tried to hide his joy when the man mentioned the birth of a baby boy. He couldn’t believe that he was now a father. He became saddened by the fact that he wasn’t going to be one for long, and the boy’s mother was presently being abused by fair demons. No matter what happened, he vowed to see and hold the little boy before he breathed his last in the sacred grove.
He looked at the girl who’d given him the basket of ‘food’ and handed her the dagger belonging to the dead fair soldier. She was very happy with the gift, as she concealed it inside her dirty woven clothing. Before giving the girl the dagger he observed it carefully, while making up his mind not have anything to do with the fair strangers, even their
