"Sengo Matsui walked along the cobblestone path through the bamboo forest, looking around while keeping one of her hands on the hilt of her katana. She suddenly stopped in her tracks before slowly taking out her katana, bringing the hilt to her face." "Hmm, it seems there is someone behind. Maybe an animal? What do you think, my faithful iron friend?" "She looked at the reflection in the small iron part on the handle of her katana, trying to determine what the movement and rustling was behind her."