How could a man so oafish become godlike? Why him? He's so... bumbling, the way he pats and shuffles around for his belongings. A far cry from the eerily composed presence he kept in his Palace.

...Right. Maruki had asked a question. "Frankly, I see no reason in fretting over it. Perhaps it will even give you some... perspective. I simply warned you so you know the likely outcome."

Akechi looks over the parked vehicles as well. Maruki will have to drive something...

"You'll need to identify your vehicle and get it running, by the way."