Her stomach growled fiercely as she stared with hungry eyes at the cargo of "Anago-don" that she was balancing while racing and dodging between the contestants and the chefs. Who were falling behind like usual, trying to feed the competitive eaters who were almost at their victory and limits. She was happy she found a place in Edo, it was one of her favorite places that her and her two companions came by so many years ago. Edo sushi was always her favorite, the fireworks, entertainment and the food wonderland event was especially the highlight of her year. However the food and entertainment wasn't the only reasons she came back to Edo, it wasn't fate as well it was a sorrowful memory one she could not easily ignore or forget.

It was an old friend that she came for, a duty she felt was hers to fulfill, Shinsuke. His mother was left without a care taker after his death and was constantly in Fuus thoughts. She tried her best to get back to Edo however her journey there was not easy and kept her for a few years. She soon realized after she arrived that it wasn't necessary to worry, Shinsuke didn't have friends but he at least had one from his childhood Masatane who heard about his death and came back to Edo to offer and look after his mother, they treated him like family when they were children and he saw Shinsuke as a brother. He traded in Japanese clock-watches, or "wadokei" a Dutch trade he learned from his mentor a shop keeper in Nagasaki and opened the first in Edo.

About a year later his mother married the local doctor Dr. Gorozaemon who began to make house calls now that Masatana could afford better medicine and care. From what she heard Shinsukas mother lived a comfortable and happy life for three years before she passed away giving birth to a miracle baby girl, Yuki meaning blessing. Her age and health was against the odds and her husband wanted to end the pregnancy, she wouldn't allow him and told him "you will have more time to love and care for the part of me I leave behind than you would have had with me". Grief overcame Gorozaemon after his wife's passing he saw Yuki as a reminder that he was the cause of her death and soon left leaving Masatana with the care of a newborn. Masatana only saw her as a blessing and so did Fuus when she took her new duty to Shinsuke and his mother a few months later.

Her new life in Edo was so different, she looked after Yuki, and she got a job at a tea shop not far away from Masatanas shop. She was constantly busy and that's how she preferred it every day, her mind drifted constantly to the memories that shaped her life into an eternal state of longing.

She included them in her daily prayers, praying that they are still alive and in their own ways happy, that they have found new paths and a new direction to travel. After she parted from Jin and Mugen, she was lost, she truly never thought about where she was going to start a new life. She wasn't made from the same stone as them. She wasn't a traveler a warrior or even a bad bodyguard she always thought they both were. They never wanted to settle down, she always wanted a family, however could never really find a man to trust to stay. It was too dangerous on her own and knew if she was going to find a way to get back to Edo, she had to find at least someone who was one of those things she was not. She called herself an idiot for the first time admitting that she's not prepared for an independent life and hated that since she found the courage with Jin and Mugan to leave on a path, she hasn't found it on her own to finish it.

The adventure, excitement and danger would always follow her it was in her blood now, a restlessness and part of her life she would always be thankful for. Her life always had a heading, a purpose since she was still very young. Taking care of her mother and then seeking the Samurai who smelled of sunflowers. Her goals were always chosen for her by fate, just like fate had chosen Jin and Mugen to help her on her journey. As she wandered down a road she was uncertain, she also decided fate would cross her path again.