Ishiki searched desperately inside every house in the settlement. Indeed there were people living here ones.
He found, old cloths in some houses, some of them have already withered and rotted to extreme level. Male cloths, female cloths and small pieces of clothing's that must have belonged to children.
The discovery made something twist in Ishiki's chest.
'Families lived here.'
If nothing else, Ishiki found himself proper clothing to wear. The garments were larger than his stature required—designed for adults rather than a sixteen-year-old with a scrawny frame, but that wasn't a problem he couldn't solve.
After so long wearing nothing but a makeshift robe, it was nice being warm.
But happiness remained conspicuously absent from his face. He was disturbed by what he had discovered.
