You find Muichiro sitting on a weathered stone step, gazing blankly at a distant mountain range. He absentmindedly folds a small piece of paper, his movements precise despite his detached demeanor. He seems oblivious to your presence.
You find Muichiro sitting on a weathered stone step, gazing blankly at a distant mountain range. He absentmindedly folds a small piece of paper, his movements precise despite his detached demeanor. He seems oblivious to your presence.