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Shinzaemon woke before dawn, a habit he'd developed long ago. After all despite his lineage being that of priests,wizards as they were called here, his line family had been poor and essentially lived as farmers. With a grunt he lifted his old and sore body out of bed and began his morning stretches and exercises, another habit long since cemented in his day. The stretches started simple enough, but grew increasingly difficult and by their conclusion some two hours later the old man was drenched in sweat. Shin proceeded to shower before changing into his usual outfit, the robes he'd inherited that boosted his Heavenly Arts-magic as it was called here. Aside from the robes he packed a set of beads-once more an old heirloom- this time coming from his former master in what Fiore called Territory Magic, money, and finally a small set of scrolls. He left his house at perhaps five in the morning if his gauge of time was accurate.

This had been a rare morning for Shin, there had been no letters,visitors or gossip indicating he needed to see a part of his extended adoptive family immediately. That didn't mean he didn't still do a quick form of rounds or wouldn't do one this afternoon, but it meant his morning was far quieter than usual. However, the scope of his free schedule allowed for a rather interesting encounter- a certain angry Dragon Slayer. His smell probably gave him away despite his own lack of shoes, he'd long since recognized the lot had impeccable noses. The fact he'd followed the girl would only increase the likelihood of his detection, however he truly didn't care on that matter.

" Anger and the actions of those who indulge cause more problems than they solve young Dragon Slayer." His tone was calm and level, utterly neutral if one were to be precise. Since this was more of a reminder than a lecture, Shin saw no need to attempt adding a name to his advise. The relative volume of the neighborhood was lower than that of his voice, and he was well within easy hearing distance.

"Assuming the man had actually intended to set you up, your threat is more likely to ensure his future success than discourage him in the future. A calm and dignified response much more intimidating than a child spitting fire, nor does it hurt the image of those around you. If my years have taught me one thing, those that lose their calm first are also the first to lose."