The flyer on the gate had caught his eye all the way back at the turn of the road. Those Down with Amaterasu! flyers had been everywhere the night of the fire -- was this one a sign that the tenants were part of the conspiracy? It seemed too simple -- it seemed to stupidly obvious -- but it couldn't hurt to check.

He was at the gate, just about to ring the bell (assuming there was a bell) when some jerk started shouting at him. This was his luck, apparently.

"The only crap I see here is some blond jerk with a big mouth!" he hollered back, and damn. Apparently he's got a fiery temper. That's a good thing to know about himself!