That was the simple introduction of the mysterious swordsman, who removed his weapon from his belt, and had set it down, kicking it away incase anyone in the area could tell he had it on him. He studied the appearance of the shrine maiden, noting her appearance over her staff (And its considerable size) as well as her socks. In his own, unsaid opinion, Kenji considered this to be a fine young lady. Her aura, at least at the moment, while not in combat, felt calm, and reserved. It put him at ease, as he began to speak about his new temporary objective to provide support to the girl's shrine.
"I was in the area for personal business when I heard some fools under the title of 'Yanki' attempted to vandalize this sacred place. I am bound by…certain beliefs to assist if possible, our enemy being one and the same. They know me by a couple names, most notably the solo banchou. Rest assured though, I have no intentions of bringing harm to anyone but the terrorizing scum who prey on the innocent. I shall leave if you do not desire the help of a man labeled 'delinquent.' I can say though, I'm far from such a title, and the work I have done with my fists has proven to speak louder than my words."
Kenji slipped his hands into his pockets, relaxing himself slightly. Behind him, he could feel the presence of the
"I'd rather not ask your business…but better yet, its' nature, foreigner: do you wish to do anything malevolent to this shrine?"