Guts had only walked and thought for a short amount of time before bumping into something scrawny. In front of him was a green boy, his eyes concealed by absurdly thick glasses, and his neck warmed by a firey scarf.
"It begins", Kenji whispered as he stared at the swordsman, awestruck. With that, he dashed off, leaving Guts alone once more. The swordsman didn't sense any hostility, but couldn't help but feel something off about him.

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Some time later, Hanako had tracked her target to an empty classroom. Alone, she could run in, hand over the face-egg-thing, and oh no what was he doing.
She peeked around a corner. The one-armed man had sat down, and was getting directions from a stately blonde girl. And Lilly was [i]smiling.[/i] He'd probably get them a lot now. No, she had to cut off the tie now, she decided, and marched into the room. The moment her foot created a tap on the floor, Guts' head spun around, his singular eye glaring at her. She gasped; from here she could see his face and arm were both riddled with tiny, ragged scars. She let out a stammered squeak.
"Oh, Hanako, is that you? Come sit down, I was just telling Mr. Guts about our library. He was looking for older books; I was just saying you might be able to help him." Lilly said, giving a ladylike smile.
Hanako gave a quiet, nervous 'yes', and sat down with the two. Guts made a reticent question about some other old tomes, and Lilly gave the usual dignified response. Meanwhile, Hanako sat next to the man, trying to avert her gaze, but nervously glancing at his stump or permanently shut eye.