The Road Home

The young farmgirl - who's name they later learned was Sanada – stayed up till late in the night, helping them to treat their injuries. But the going was tough and one had to be delicate and patient, else it was all too easy to make the wound worse. And so, by the time they turned in to sleep, only three people had their injuries cleaned and dressed. Alongside Kitajo there was Ii – who had been rather insistent – and Morohira who had been in extremely poor shape.

Sanada's grandmother provided them with enough food and drink to satisfy them, helping them out with their recovery. And now they lay upon the hay, with a fire roaring nearby, feeling a lot less hopeless than they when they had first woken up.

"Miura?"

Kitajo called out tentatively, testing to see where he was still awake.

"Yeah?"

"We said a lot of things on that hill… I… I don't know how to feel about it now. Will the road we have taken mean we'll end up hurting people like Sanada-san?"