She had to catch herself when she moves. She nearly tripped because well, she was a little excited by her findings. She should be moving slower since she is still hurt.
But it's hard for her to not feel energetic. "Hai! I was able to find some information on him. I think I know how he died and more importantly why he is where he is."
She carefully sits placing the books down and adjusting her glasses before spreading out first the papers.
"There was something very particular about his stance and accent. But... His presence in this city made no sense for the clothes of his period. Tokyo in his time was not the capital of Japan. He dressed as a soldier who would have been stationed in the Imperial capital, Kyoto."
She shifts again not being able to still herself perfectly while thinking.
"I am not certain exactly how his spirit came here. But there are records from that period." She picks up the still warm papers.
"What I was able to gather is that in Kyoto there had been been rumors of a swordsman challenging people at night. He was.... not seen as honorable because of the way he won the duels. A young captain decided that he would deal with this after some of the recruits under his command died, and another was left a cripple.
So he challenged the swordsman to meet him openly at night on a well known bridge by leaving a message at every tea house in the city and with anyone who would spread the word for him. What he didn't know is that it had been a group of thieves doing this. It's not exactly clear but I think he was killed facing them. The thieves were caught latter on when one of them felt remorse for killing the captain."
She's convinced it is this captain. Something about it jumps out at her. She just has no idea how he got to Tokyo.
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