Ten years had past, the seasons changed, life went on. On a dirt road. A much older, much more experienced Jiino walked alone on his way back home from a long journey. His terranite katana in hand. The last momento from the woman he loved. The weapon master was taking his time getting home, taking in the scenery around him. "Quite a sunset..." he muttered as he began walking again.
Jiino passed by the old oak tree that sit on the outskirts of town when he noticed a young girl sitting under it. "Hey... you know its not safe to be out here after dark..." said Jiino. The young girl had her back turned to Jiino. "I know..." she said. "Then maybe... you should think about finding a place to stay for the night?" Jiino asked. The girl seemed to be fiddling with an old broom. "You.. a witch or something?" Jiino asked.
"Yeah... first day as one..." said the girl Jiino scratched the back of his head. "Seriously though.. you should really find a inn to stay in, its not safe at night..." said Jiino. "I cant..." said the girl. "Why... whats stopping you, if you dont have any money, I dont mind paying for you..." said Jiino. "Im waiting for someone..." said the girl. "Huh... well I hope they get here soon." said Jiino as he began walking away. "Mom told me... that I should wait here... she said if I did the man of my dreams would show up to take me home..." said the girl as she stood up. "Not my problem kid..." said Jiino as he waved to the girl, his back still turned to her. The young girl place a pink hat onto her head. "Mister... whats your name..." said the girl. Jiino stopped slowly turning around. "Its Jiino..." he said as his eyes me the girls.
Jiino gasped, "It... cant..." he said struggling to get the words out.
"Jiino? What a silly name..." said the girl. "Well then Mister Jiino..."
"My named Maribo, its a pleasure to meet you."