A black haired man was just finished to help delivering ore to local blacksmith as he unlocking his inn room and went inside. Home sweet home… He murmured under his breath and headed to sit on the bed before he grab his Katana and the cleansing tools. The man looked at Guren with an admiration while opening the sheathe slowly, he was proud of his beautifully crafted Katana and never went anywhere without it near by his side. He spent quite a long time to clean his Katana, but after he finished, the day still has a long way to go since it was not even dark yet even though the dusk had set in. Tenma closed his eye slowly and leaned his back on the bed, thinking what he should do beside sleep early and play a musical instrument. Well he knew he always could do this thing and he was in the mood the have some right now, so he sighed and stood up, heading out from the inn after taking his Katana along with him.
As soon as the swordsman arrived on his favorite tavern in town, well, thanks to his acquaintance for telling him about this nice place, Tenma pushes the wooden door and entered. He raised an eyebrow since the scenery inside the tavern was quite unusual for him, Not so many people here… He lifted his hand and scratched the back of his head lightly before heading to the nearby table and took a seat. Usually the place will be full at this time and he could only pick a seat near the counter, but today was different as only several people enjoyed their drinks and no one else was there. He chuckled mentally, closing his eye again for a second and wondered, This is unusual... Will something interesting happen today…? Heh… He quickly revealed his golden orb when the barmaid approached him and asked what he wanted to order. The one eyed man gave the woman a playful smile without any special meaning behind it and was ready to order until the woman suddenly blushed hard and stuttering, making the swordsman wondered what had happened. He would stand up and bend down to grab the woman’s hands lightly and lifted her up, “Are you sick, milady?” He moved his face closer to the barmaid, wanting to check if the woman has fever or not but was stopped by the lady herself. She asked Tenma to let her down and clearing her throat, slightly averting her gaze and asked what the man wants to order. “Hmm… I’d like 5 bottles of whiskey and a portion of Kofta. Thank you, milady.” He sent a smile again towards the woman and watching as she quickly bowed down before walking away with a red face. Hmm… It’s quiet… He looked up at the ceiling and reaching for his flute, then he started to play an instrument to accompany everyone who enjoyed their drinks in the tavern.
As soon as the swordsman arrived on his favorite tavern in town, well, thanks to his acquaintance for telling him about this nice place, Tenma pushes the wooden door and entered. He raised an eyebrow since the scenery inside the tavern was quite unusual for him, Not so many people here… He lifted his hand and scratched the back of his head lightly before heading to the nearby table and took a seat. Usually the place will be full at this time and he could only pick a seat near the counter, but today was different as only several people enjoyed their drinks and no one else was there. He chuckled mentally, closing his eye again for a second and wondered, This is unusual... Will something interesting happen today…? Heh… He quickly revealed his golden orb when the barmaid approached him and asked what he wanted to order. The one eyed man gave the woman a playful smile without any special meaning behind it and was ready to order until the woman suddenly blushed hard and stuttering, making the swordsman wondered what had happened. He would stand up and bend down to grab the woman’s hands lightly and lifted her up, “Are you sick, milady?” He moved his face closer to the barmaid, wanting to check if the woman has fever or not but was stopped by the lady herself. She asked Tenma to let her down and clearing her throat, slightly averting her gaze and asked what the man wants to order. “Hmm… I’d like 5 bottles of whiskey and a portion of Kofta. Thank you, milady.” He sent a smile again towards the woman and watching as she quickly bowed down before walking away with a red face. Hmm… It’s quiet… He looked up at the ceiling and reaching for his flute, then he started to play an instrument to accompany everyone who enjoyed their drinks in the tavern.