Chounan shook his head. Recollected from his action and the burden inside of him. He stood up and went to an empty room, far from the rest of the recovering fellow party members. He sat on the floor and stripped his kimono into topless. Unsheathed his wakizahi and aim directly on his abdomen. A stabbed right to the his flesh, bleeding it out. He endured the pain and open his bowel. His faced landed on the ground. A samurai always be a samurai. Chounan found dead bathing his own blood on the cold and lonely empty room.