All my friends went and passed out

The newcomer was agreeable enough and didn't seem to have any questions. If he thought of some later he would only need to ask. With a flick of his tail, Hattori gestured for the tiny koi to follow him, to step into the Bamboo. From the outside it seemed near impenetrable, a fortress made of ancient trees, but Hattori had lived here long enough to know the paths and routes by heart. And in time Hageshī would know as well. As the Kaicho led him deeper, he turned to the yellow and black wolf.

"What are your interests? Do you know how to fight?"