Daichi carried on walking through the razor grass, placing his left hand on the handle of his blade which made his habit emerge into people's eyes. "Sunny day for some bloody shows at the farmlands," Daichi thought as he smirked and continued, "Who am I playing - I can't stand the bright, illuminating ball of fire." He began to slow down until eventually he stopped completely and observed the surroundings, waiting for his new partner to appear. The slight layer of fog made it hard to penetrate through it and see further through it, causing difficulties for Daichi to examine the land ahead of him.
"Now where is he?" Daichi mumbled to himself as he walked up to the nearest tree and sat down, resting his back against it. The dilatory night journey drained all the energy out of Daichi as he picked a single grass leaf and placed it in his mouth, chewing on it. Closing his eyes he faded into his imaginative, extravagant mind and began giggling to himself. Only the Devil could know what he was thinking off.
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