Saito nodded and followed the man along with his companions, while Makoto sighed heavily, lost in his own thoughts. - "And why couldn't we just go through the gates like normal people...", he grumbled, - "sigh...". Paradoxically, despite the respect he had for his uncle's craft, he still viewed the guys from the Giri and similar organizations with suspicion. And he always preferred to fight fairly, as befits a samurai.
- Hey, - Lafrenia nudged the guy with her elbow, - your thoughts are leaking out of your grumpy face.
- Oh, you! I'll...
Saito turned to the couple and looked at them with noticeable displeasure, and the two fell silent. Lafrenia, however, didn't forget to snort and turn away.