After realizing most of the Seven Swordsmen had already left by the time Akayami woke up well past noon he scrambled to get his equipment in order before rushing to the gates. Four swords were hastily fastened to his person before leaving the house, quickly double back after feeling the brisk air on his bare chest having forgotten to get fully clothed. Rushing back in Akayami grabbed the vest and scarf that were nearly inseparable to the man on his days off and performed one last scan before running to catch up. What excited him most was to get his hands on some authentic Kumogakure barbeque, he hadn't had the chance to get any since his childhood in the roaming group of samurai cut their way through the Lightning country. It better be served by one of their top chefs, can't be having shotty cooking like last time. I need to experience the real deal!