"This?" Yoichi asked, grabbing the hilt of Ryutaro's katana. "This doesn't belong to me. It's a long story, but let's just say it belongs to someone who can't keep it now," he said, answering the old village headman's question.
"Who gave you the name Shusaku? You are young; you could never know an older man like him. You probably weren't even born when he was exiled," Gompachi replied quickly.
Actually, it's as if I was born in this world a few weeks ago, Yoichi thought, scratching the back of his head. "My master told me that Shusaku is the only one who can handle the steel I plan to use to forge the weapon. It is a rare metal that I obtained as a reward in a dungeon," he continued.
"I see," Gompachi nodded. "And tell me... who is your master?"