Drift relaxes once he realizes that his cover hasn’t been blown. But the relief is brief as the girl’s words start to sink in. Samurai...don’t...exist anymore? How could that be? Is that why everyone was giving him strange looks? It must be like...like seeing a living legend walking down the street. Yeah...yeah that must be it. That would explain why so many of them seemed afraid to approach him. And the girl looks upset now too.

“No, no need to worry! It was an honest mistake. You’ve really never seen anyone like me before?”