I kept walking, looking for a place to stop and rest. Nothing. I stood there, looking at the road ahead. How far..? I asked myself. How far to Tokyo? My stomach growled. I guess I should eat something first…
"Child, you need rest. It's no point in killing yourself just to get to Tokyo."
"Shut up. You know nothing about my capability," I said, annoyed.
"I know you're hungry."
"Bite me."
"I can't, I'm merely a piece of your conscience."
"Shut up."
"Whatever."
I continued walking, still annoyed. Well, I guess it would happen sometime.. For out there, somewhere, was him. Hitokiri Battou-Sai, Kenshin Himura.