Rat
It's icy cold, but the excitement in the air stopped him from feeling the freezing air. Instead, his amber eyes narrow as he spots the target, stepping quietly from the doorway.
The man's gaze darts as he tries to spot danger in the dark Kyoto streets.
He looks like a rat, and he wishes desperately that the Shinsengumi had offered to protect him. He knows he has enough money to pay them well for their services. It was a price he was willing to pay for his life.
He didn't know that he, the Battousai, had already taken it.
