Matsuri went inside the house, walking passed the corridors after corridors and walked at the hallway stopping on the last door, She took a deep breath then she open it and went in then closed it before she walked inside.
Wearing a dark blue-ish kimono, wearing a black framed glasses the old man with white hair on his temple with little wrinkles on his face looked up when he heard the door opening, He kept a straight face seeing his daughter, Matsuri then he said with his deep voice ''are you alright? no injuries?''
Matsuri didn't answer immediately, she took her time as she walk to where the brown couch is then she sat on it, already seated then she anwered ''father, how are you feeling? this daugter is alright and no injuries during my travel. I met a friend along the way but on our way here luck forsaken her and is already sleeping for eternity. I asked help on one of our people may father allow me to hold her funeral here.''
