I only acted as a burden for you

WARNING: gore

In the middle of a thick Japanese forest, on a warm summer evening, a gentle rain interrupted the peaceful ambiance.

Two men made their way through the trees until they reached a small clearing. A tall man, with his long, black hair cascading down his back, walked slowly and scanned the surroundings with his remaining left eye.

"So, this is the legendary place where those sweet beheadings happened?" Kazuo laughed, resting his hand on the hidden katana tucked under his coat.

Another man, older and more distinguished than the other, stopped in his tracks. His striking graying hair fluttered in the mild wind as he turned to face his companion, a hint of a smile lingering on his lips.

"Yes. This is the place," Hideo answered.

"Why don't you tell me how your magnificent, honorable great-great-grandfather got betrayed again, Ishida?" Kazuo smirked and raised his eyebrows.

"You know the story, Koda. Our purpose here is not to reminisce about the past."