A really flamboyant man passed by after taking a glance of her. Kagura didn’t know why, maybe it was the pain, but she felt very lucky that he left her just that. He didn’t even bother to help her.

And if he didn’t help her then why should she help the man she left outside? If anyone asked, she planned to pin this all on having stupid adult role models and how she was merely following their example.

Once the smell of blood had subsided a bit, Kagura smelled food from the nearby doors and made for the leftmost one.