October 13, 2021, Hinohara
It has been three weeks since Red secluded himself in his cave under the hill.
Aside from taking naps from time to time, all he did was to tinker with the wooden chip that Fumio acquired from the Oonishi.
Being able to see through the dark by infusing spiritual energy to his eyes, he did not even bother to set up a light source.
If someone will shine a light on his eyes currently however, they will either be bothered, worried, or scared away by how red they are.
These red eyes, for most of its opened hours for the past three weeks, have seen nothing but the surface of the wooden chip.
The wooden chip in his hand, is something he did not expect to fiddle with for such a long time.
During his initial examination, he figured that the wooden chip is simply a fragment of a larger spirit treasure or object that a certain being made. Even though it is but a fragment, it can be utilized on its own.