Lost Samurai: Welcome to City of Hundreds.

Walking down, it should have been the continuous practice with his sword, as Harashi looked at the mountain and forest, behind him. It becomes more unbearable, to leave it just like that, Harashi always believes, that there were more things, which was left for him to learn from this forest. 5 hours before… A boy who had closed his eyes was standing in a pose, which stood out from normal, but for a certain reason, it seems natural, to birds who was sitting on his shoulder. Rabbits, squirrels and various animals and insects, passed by his side without being afraid, where the boy moved. A gust of wind passed the place, where all the leaves flew up in the sky, as they started falling like rain. For those animals, it was like a gust of wind, which was nothing out of ordinary in this forest. When one would have a close look at the leaves, they would find, how cleanly they all were slashed in half at that moment. Harashi smiled as he walked down, toward the river, given he is needed to catch some fish for breakfast. He jumped from one branch to another, just like a monkey, but the moment his feet touches the branch did not seem to bend down at all. As if he was weightless, there were no sound of his feet, his posture was straight and sharp, given his eyes sharpness, he seemed to be mysterious. When one says to be mysterious, it is not something illusionary, what is very close to out of normal, normally people will not understand, but can someone stand out from the crowd, given he is out of normal, people tend to call the mysterious. The sensation of their standing, is but normally people are attracted toward, Their behaviour and their way of thinking are what we are usually attracted toward. Where someone is standing in front of you, Where he is quite unknown to you, or toward your common sense, we feel attracted or repulsive towards them. That is why humans are so easy to read, the emotions make them quite readable, and that is why we are social animals. Walking toward the river, this seems to be overflowing a little, given it was quite normal, like yesterday night, clouds were raining cats and dogs. It was to be expected, then only a few species of fish should be edible. Given the rainy season, is the period when fish starts to mate, and Ovary left behind in females are little unstable for eating. A samurai who lives in the wood, are very perceptive of this, and for Harashi he learned it a hard way too, so he was not going to forget that lessons. Where few Species, are the ones, which doesn’t mate at this period. Which he was about to catch for breakfast. Harashi is living with his grandfather, who is around in his seventies, but it’s quite hard to believe though (As a 3rd person view), but for Harashi, it was quite normal, given he had beaten his grandfather, but the reason was only regressed his grandfather had due to age limit. He admires his grandfather, and always thought if he would have been in his prime, how hard it would have been to defeat him. Harashi grandfather was named Aranshi Saikage, he was an old veteran, from the allied force, One could say he once fought for the foundation of this country. By the time, he was reaching the river, he suddenly smelled fishy and b****y remnants of air, in the surrounding. Harashi took another turn, as he remembered the family of the bear, and knew that it was their time for breakfast. Usually, they were quiet species, but they tend to get violent, at the sight of the intruder in their territories. It was their Instinct, which was honed due to human Hunters, at a certain period of time, they were hunted down by humans. Harashi rushed to the left direction, in that direction, he would be able to climb the mountain and would be able to reach a higher place, for fishing out some fish. The majority of newcomers, make mistakes by going down the mountain, since the fishes were trapped by the Bear’s family, the remaining fish, which would be coming down, would be more cautious and hard to catch. After he walked over the cliff, he was able to find a side pond, which seemed to be a suitable area to fish, given the water was still there, plus it was continuously supplied by the fall. So the amount of fish was good, even though most of those fishes were unsuitable to eat. Walking inside the water, fish were disturbed and swim to another way. Harashi was silent, as he did not mind their action, he shook the pole, it was a thin Bamboo. It was sharp from each side, its length was between 1 to 2 meters tall. Harashi stood like a pole, his eyes were opened as he stared at a certain place. After a few seconds passed, some new fishes came his way, among them, there were 2 edible ones since it was silent, they never felt the threat. Harashi smiled and his hand jerked, simultaneously, two spears nailed the area, while other parts of water were still silent. After few minutes, he had collected 4 fish, which were enough for both him and Old man. Harashi moved, where on the way, he collected edible mushrooms, few fruits and some spices herbs. When he reached the old hut, which seemed to be well kept, the wall was made up of clay and rocks, the roof was made by green leafs clusters. There was a hilltop supporting from two sides, it was something well made. Even though it hand made but it was sturdy enough to face a typhoon. A man with tanned muscle’s and biceps, he looked around in his thirties, even though he was old, his well-built muscles and stature, make him bigger than any normal person. Even his face which should have wrinkles, was tanned and handsome, retaining his youth-look but his unkempt facial hair, like beard and moustache making him a more sophisticated person. “Haha! Harashi, good work avoiding bear’s and their group, As expected from you. It seems your senses are already at usage limit, right only your age is restricting you, so in my thinking, you are prepared to leave the mountain and go enjoy your life.” The old man spoke, where Harashi stood silently, given he was well aware of the gaze, his grandfather was looking at him. It was the period, where his grandfather was speaking as a General, he was omitting imposing presence, for Harashi it was normal and he showed, nerves of steel. “Yes!” Harashi replied, while Aranshu let down his impose, He smiled gently at his grandson. Harashi smiled and walked “So, I had to leave now, huh!” Harashi was little attached, to his grandfather, all this time he was his only family. Even though he had visited his parent in the city, but he was always very close to his grandfather. “What? Going to miss this old man, huh! Young man, I have arranged a beautiful wife, for you in the city, go and meet her. You will come to forget this old man, by the time then.” Aranshu smiled, as he ruffled brats hair, as started entering the hut again. While bringing out the luggage he had prepared, taking out 20 thousand bundles of Notes, he gave it to Harashi. Harashi, was thankful, given the previous time he left for a tour to down Town, he was empty-handed and was almost caught by police. Right now, at least, he will be able to eat and drink for few days. Harashi got a wooden practice sword, even though it was wood, but its tenacity was comparable to so-called metal, in the Down Town area. After series of experiences, he was sure that, this wooden sword was allowed in down Town. He didn’t like that world, there were so many restrictions that he would feel suffocated. Hence his first two visits to his parents home were downright the worst ones, but the love of his mother was something soothing to his soul. Remembering her embrace, Harashi started to look forward to his visit, where the pain of travelling out, lessen up a lot. Harashi looked back, where his grandfather figure, had already disappeared, silently he jumped from the cliff, his hand grabbing, tree branches and his footing steadily, gripping the base of trees. His movements, were those of experienced people, from mountain climbers. After an hour, he was finally on the plain surface. The main road seemed to be passing through the area, where his first requirement, was to run around 10 km straight, given he was directionally challenged one especially in the city. Finally, after 2 hours of jogging, he reached the gate of the city. On the gate post, several soldiers, who were listing the people lines. Two of them were stationed with rod flint flock, while a few were having swords and sitting on the chairs while chatting with each other.