"Rin, have you got any idea how much money thirty Ryo is?" Manji asked casually, deep voice dripping in that usual sarcastic tone. When the young Asano heir didn't reply he continued the one- person discussion, lounging leisurely on the large window seat of the Inn they were currently staying at, with a small assortment of food and drink at his feet.

"Hey, I can take being broke. I'm used to it"! He exclaimed jerking his thumb at his own chest. "But you, if we didn't have a coin to our name, could you handle an empty stomach, never taking a bath, all that crap?"

"I'm sorry Manji" Rin whispered, sitting hunched on the floor picking at her meal miserably.

The immortal shrugged, while finishing the current mouthful. "Well, hell, you didn't blow it after all. And it's your money anyway, but tell me why the hell did you suddenly want someone else's sword?" He asked with genuine interest.

She stared sadly at the floor. "It's not someone else's sword"

Manji looked up as she went on.

"That sword, it belonged to my father" "Two years ago, after father was killed, all the swords in the Dojo were stolen, that sword was one of them." She remembered it all too well; sometimes she wished she could forget. "Originally it was grandfather's. They told me that when grandpa Takayuki was still head of the Dojo he had it on display. It was his special treasure. I always thought that was so weird. Our Mutenichi-Ryu school was so strict about form, but grandpa's treasure was a foreign sword! She ate a morsel, chewing slowly as she thought about life back then. It was definitely easier!

"Maybe it was a gesture. His way of showing respect to Anotsu Saburo."

.....

Manji was the first to break the silence, as he turned to face his sorrowful companion. "And so? What is it you want to do?" "Did you ask where this guy's staying? If you want to take it by force, I'm willing to help"

"He said he'd be staying at an inn bear Asakusa, the 'Takiguchi' He'll be there until tomorrow but." Rin felt a little touched that he would do that for her, but then the feeling transformed into self -loathing.

"Manji I'm sorry!" she said abruptly. "This is the last time I'll talk like this"

The immortal stared her surprised and obviously uncomfortable with the sudden show of emotion.

"I'm already sixteen! I've got to grow up. I can't keep talking about my mother and father, it's pathetic! I've decided it' time to put it behind me.. that sword too".

Manji shifted a little on the sill, scratching his neck. "The guy who's got it's an Itto-Ryu Kenshi right? Don't you hate him?"

"Hate him? Of course I hate him!" she hissed. "But so what? Maybe we kill some of them. But as long as Anotsu's grandson is still alive Itto-ryu will just keep growing"!

Rin poured the last of the soup into the rice bowl and raised it up to her mouth to finish.

"No more wasting time! I've got to meet Anotsu himself, and as soon as possible.

Manji, who had been listening intently, refilled his cup noisily. "Well, if that's what you want .fine by me. He glanced at her briefly only to see the youngster deep in thought, and gazing at something only she could see. ----------------------------- Yep, you're right. IT IS the same as the comic series, but be patient it gets better, Hopefully lol