In a less bustling seaside town, a samurai who had just finished drinking was on his way home.
He held a bottle of wine in his hand, staggering and humming a little tune tinged with a hint of rosy atmosphere. Suddenly feeling the urge to urinate, the samurai opened his bleary eyes and quickly found a small alley, intending to enter and relieve himself on the spot.
Deep in the alley, just as the samurai had finished and was feeling utterly refreshed, a soft purple light suddenly appeared, as if there was something there...
The samurai felt curious, and perhaps because he was drunk, he wasn't afraid as he took step by step towards it. He discovered the source of the purple light seemed to be from a strange purple mist.
