The situation was starting to really aggravate Michi, he shouldn't have accepted the mans offer, he should've just let him go and find someone else for those damned weapons. This was taking away time from his goals and his training. The training he hadn't been able to do properly because of the damned weapons. The sound of broken wood could loudly be heard as Michi slammed his fist into the wall out of anger. Not soon after you could hear someone running up the stairs and open the door abruptly. It was the owner of the inn. "What the hell do you think you're doing? Explain yourself!" He yelled at Michi. Not having been yelled at for quite some time Michi and with his current state of mind Michi couldn't restrain himself. He gave the owner a dirty look, one that would've killed him if glares could kill. "What?" he exclaimed with a deep threatening voice. It shocked the owner, he was rather dumbfounded by the response that was given to him. "Pay up for the repairs and leave this place, or do I have to call the village police!" the owner shouted after getting his composure back.
It was only then that Michi realized what he had done, not wanting to get into troubled and kicked out of the village he decided it was better to pay-up and just quickly leave the inn. And so he did, quickly grabbing the few belongings he had and paying the owner without looking at him again after the last sentence that was spoken. With his belongings in tow he roamed the streets with an annoyed and angry face. The people that were walking on a 'collision' course quickly scattering to the side as not to invoke Michi's wrath upon them. He had to get to some place quiet and just think about what to do. And so roamed towards the outskirts of the town, there were hardly any people here and so whenever there was no one insight, Michi would punch the nearest object as hard as he could. Having punched quite a few objects along the way with his knuckles a little torn up and a few stains of blood he had finally calmed down. Just as he came across a nice sloped patch of grass, he sat down on it and fell backwards. His arms spread wide and gazing up into the sky, wondering what he's going to do with those damned weapons and his living situation now.