In the clearing among the trees. 

“Kyoko.” Yagyu Yuichi interrupted the stifling silence. “You’re a disgrace to all of Japan. How can you betray our people? What do you get from doing this? What is it that is so attractive that you’re willing to forsake your roots and the Bushido spirit?!” 

Tsukino Kyoko did not answer right away. After a pause, she began to speak, “When I was begging on the streets and humiliated every single day. Why didn’t anyone come to tell me that I was Japanese and a people of the state? Father had rescued me when I was on the brink of starvation and he was Chinese. He sent me to your dojo. And it was because that you owe father a favour that you were willing to take me in and teach me ninjutsu. When I was bullied by the other brother disciples every single day, you did not bother to hear me out. When I fight back, you always punish me instead of them. What I’ve learnt all along had come in exchange for my hard work and effort. You’ve never once thought about cultivating me into an excellent warrior, right? But even so, you have my...