[Entry 003]

[bygonesanada]

[Shindara is in the kitchen at his cove, a mug of coffee in hand as Rice lays on his lap and lazily twitches her tail occasionally as she sleeps. He takes a good drink of the coffee before he frowns]

Is there anything to even do in this city? Listening to Oda Nobunaga on a daily basis is more interesting than wandering the streets here.