Ishiki stood in front of Kenji's house for a long jarring moment. His brows furrowed.
The metal gate had a design in which the metal was twisted into intricate, thorny vines—it was meant to be elegant, but which only succeeded in looking agonizing.
'Is this the correct house?' He tried to remember the description, Kenji had given him some time ago.
But all he remembered was to look for a house with weird iron gate in the locality, that was left from the Plaza of the Three Heroes.
'Hmm... was weird a part of it?'
He shook his head and shrugged. Not that it mattered, it was weird anyways.
Dressed in a simple grey shirt and black trousers, a nondescript coat draped over his frame to hide the lack of noble finery, Ishiki walked up to the door and knocked.
Rat-a-tat-tat.
He waited for some time in silence. But there was no reply... or even a movement.
He knocked again, harder this time.
