Surely, the boy had some fun getting home, stopping by the neighborhood here and there, helping out the citizens that lives in the certain part of the city. Again, this was all his cover up story, nothing special, but to the people he's been helping, it surely is, as it's not everyday they have someone coming in and working for free. Of course, Kino did take some stuff offered by them, like some sweet dumplings, sushi, rice cakes, candies, etc. So the boy didn't exactly leave quite empty handed as he thought he'll be. He did think about helping Maskerin out at the bakery, but thought against it; he had only just met the woman, suddenly popping up again when he promise to see her another day would be weird. So the boy trodden onward to his house, meeting up with his grandma, who was, once again, sipping tea by the doorsteps. "Grandma! I'm home!" He chirped a greeting. His grandma merely nodded, taking another sip from her tea, "I suppose you got the letter?" She rasped, her voice coming out like sandpaper being rubbed together. "Of course I did! And why a general!" He complained, "You think someone like me can take down a war hero? In my dreams!" He pouted, stamping his foot, his heels clacking loudly against the wood tiles. "Shh shh, child, do you want the entire city to know you're going to murder someone tonight?" His grandma hissed, looking at him sternly. "Sorry grandma..." Kino apologized, trailing one foot on the ground lazily, "I just don't think I can get the victim tonight, they're probably too strong for me." He said. "Nonsense child, no man is stronger than anybody other than himself, the victim is surely also an elderly, taking them down shouldn't be too much of a hard work, their bones are hard and stiff, they'll don't stand a chance against a lean young samurai like you." She said almost solemnly, but Kino doesn't seem to be enlighten at all by her wise words. "Ack, grandma, you said that so many times, its becoming too cliche." He whined. Momo doesn't seem really bothered by her grandchild's whining, and instead handed him his flute and mask. "Now now, enough bickering and get to it, the victim isn't going to kill himself." She urged, pushing the materials into Kino's hands. "Alright alright! Fine." He said, placing his mask on his face and replacing his train sword with the flute. "I'll be going then, if I died today, it's on you grandma." Kino mumbled, leaping off onto the roof with Koi as he left his grandma behind in silence. "Silly child, and he calls himself a samurai..." She whispered, as she opened her eyes, her pupil dilated to fit in for nighttime as they glowed a pure yellow color, matching well with her hair, which was suddenly whiter than it was before...
Kino grumbled as he clack along the roof tiles, not caring who heard; they wouldn't know it's him even if they did. "Man, Koi, if I don't make it out today you better do." Kino sighed, "I wouldn't want you to miss out on my funeral." He said, melodramatically placing a hand on his forehead as he faked a weep, "I'll miss you buddy." He bleeped. Koi sweat dropped, thinking that his trainer couldn't possibly get anymore ridiculous at this moment. As they swiftly glided across the city, the building described in the note came into view and Kino gaped. "Wow! Man, this mansion is huge," Kino commented, "How many people live in this! You can't be telling me only 13!" He exclaimed. "Ack, no matter, not like we'll be keeping it if we kill the owner, let's go Koi, the guy should be in there." Kino cracked his knuckles in anticipation, "I really am feeling like playing hide and seek." He mused, giving a stretch be free bolting through the doorway. Scouting away, Kino was quick to locate the bedroom of the target; it had the most decorative straw door out of all of them. Silently, the duo crept in, opening the door quietly and barricading it after they're inside. After finishing jamming the door shut, Kino turned around to face a katana to the neck. "Wow! Hey, I know you're going to wake up but not this soon!" Kino whined, placing his to hands up in the air mockingly. "Silence you fool! How dare you set foot on one of the greatest war heroes's house!" The man; his target, he believed, said to him. "Hey! To be fair you can't even call this a house!" Kino scoffed, "Just look at the size of this place!" He pointed out. "I can't believe I'm wasting away my time bickering with a child!" The man grumbled. "Oi! Who are you calling a child! For your fun fact, I very might be older than that!" Kino complained. "Hmph, enough of this, I'll end this swiftly, seeing that you're still young, be glad I'm taking mercy on your pain at all!" The man said. "Pft, that's what the last one said." Kino mumbled. But the man didn't reply, and instead brought the blade down, to which Kino dodged. "And I oop-" he bleeped, feeling the blade came clean across his hair. "Hey! You chopped off half of my hair length!" He complained, gripping the bang the man sliced off. "Rude!" He spat. "I see you aren't as weak as you let on, I've been fooled alright, who sent you!" He pointed the blade at the apprentice, "Was it you who've been killing the citizens around here?" He demanded. Kino shrugged, not taking the matter very seriously, which seems to piss off the samurai more. "Answer me you peasant!" He ordered, charging at Kino again. "Wow, so Big Brother's training really did pay off." The boy mused, dodging the blade as if he's dodging Shadow, "Man, I'm never going to question his teaching ever again." The boy mumbled. "Where did you go! Come out and fight me like a warrior!" The man shouted. "I behind you!" Kino called, giving the man's shins a clean slice across with his kunai. Jeez, so much for being a war hero. The man screamed, falling forward as he held his shins tenderly, surveying the cut. "You! What're you here for?!" He raged. "Now you ask that?" Kino gaped, "Man, I'm questioning if I got the wrong guy, the target is supposed to be good at fighting." Kino scratched his head, genuinely thinking he got the wrong target. "Don't you insult my skills! If I was who I was 20 years back, you'll be kneeling in front of me and begging for mercy!" The man bragged. "I wasn't even born 20 years earlier!" Kino gasped, faking an offended look. "I can't believe I'm still here negotiating with a child, take this!" The man cried, throwing the blade down. Kino squeaked and blocked it with his flute, the blade still not yet withdrawn. "Ha! You thought a mere flute could kill me?" He laughed. "We don't know if it's a flute though." Kino pointed out, the blade suddenly swung out from the flute tip, slicing the man across the stomach. The man choked and fell back, sure enough, the cut was fatal, he surely would bleed out if not treated. Kino stood over the man, choking on their own blood and he smirked, "Not so cocky anymore big brother?" He cooed, shrugging his shoulders. But without a warning, a blade was brought down on the boy's shoulder, though it wasn't fatal, it sure was leave a long lasting scar, maybe even permanent if he's not lucky. Kino gasp and he stumbled backwards, away from his target, clutching his bleeding shoulder tightly. "Ha! Take the scar! It'll be a reminder of me! A mark of your sins! Take the scar you rotten child! Take it as a reminder of what you've done!" The man cackled, before taking his own life with his own blade, bringing it clean through his neck, killing himself instantly. Kino now stood over the body of the former war hero, drowned in their own pool of blood. "Reminder of my sins huh..." Kino whispered. Koi whimpered, licking Kino gently, trying to ease his pain by just a little. "Welp, too bad for him, this wouldn't scar." The boy derped, shrugging his shoulders again in a carefree manner, once again disappearing with the body, just like how he did with the he last one. As he carried the body back, the boy was complaining all the way there, "Man! Why did he hit so hard, it hurts!" He whined, rubbing his shoulder with his free hand, "I need to ask grandma for disinfectants when we get back." He mumbled, "Blast this droopy kimono, couldn't even protect my shoulders." He scoffed.
