Jin tries to pass the time with a book, but it doesn't succeed in taking his mind off his situation.

His stomach is speaking louder than the text. (Aww, would you look at that face?)

Dear Diary: Day One - I have explored my new location only to discover the locals are unfriendly and unschooled in proper etiquette. They insist on grasping hands rather than giving respectful bows. The terrain is unfamiliar, and there is no sign of sustenance. More to the point, the books here are filled with intriguing filthy pictures of fornication. On the bright side, however, it is very quiet. There is no sign of Mugen whatsoever.

Jin's writing is interrupted by a call of nature. It doesn't take a shogi master to figure out what the peculiar seat in the corner is for. Jin isn't happy that the sanitary facilities are so close to his bed, but well... he hasn't much choice, at the moment.

(In contrast, it does appear to take a shogi master's wit to figure out how to pull one's pants down. ...Or perhaps Jin is just camera-shy. Boy does he have a shock coming!)

An irritating noise draws Jin outside. To his dismay, he finds a familiar face loitering outside his new shack home.

Jin: What are YOU doing here?

Mugen: I dunno. I just got the strangest urge to wander randomly through the neighborhood.

Jin: ...Marvelous. Can't you wander in the -other- direction?

Mugen: Why? Aren't you glad to see me? *prrpt!*

Jin: OH! gods, you stink.

Mugen: Heh heh heh. Guess I shouldn't have eaten those burned hot dogs, huh? *prrrrrpt!*

Jin: Not funny.

Mugen: *snicker* Yeah it was.

Jin: No.

Mugen: Eh. You got zero sense of humor, Jin. Anyway, you got any food?

Jin: *Angry eyebrow twitch*

Mugen: *prrrrpt!*

Jin: *Samurai Nose Pinch of Death!*

The sun sets quickly while the two argue in the yard.

Mugen: LOOK, Jin, I know you're holdin' out on me. Where is the FOOD?

While they are arguing, Bu Ti happens by.

Mugen: Eh? Who's that? *immediately distracted* ...Hey, baby.

Jin: *sigh* What, are you going to impress her with your intestinal fortitude, too?

Mugen: Shut up, Jin. --Hey, sweetie, you know where we can get some grub?

They're in luck; Bu Ti teaches them how to obtain food from strange, little white boxes. A man brings it when she summons him using a magickal device!

...Mugen is unimpressed.

Mugen: Just gimme the damn grub.

Jin is unimpressed with Mugen's table manners. Lacking a table, however, he elects to say nothing.

Jin: So, Miss Bu Ti, tell me about this place. Where did these little shacks come from? How did we get here? Who put food into these boxes? How does your magickal FOWN work?

Mugen: And what is the airspeed velocity of an unladen swallow?

Jin: .. What the hell was that?

Mugen: *shrug*

Bu Ti: Um, well. I dunno about the swallow, but the rest is Coy's fault.

Jin: *puzzled look* I see. That sounds vaguely threatening.

Mugen: Oooh, I'm a big samurai. Look at me. I'm scared of a scary Coy-monster.

Jin: I'm not listening...

In a calm, even tone, Jin delineates his logical reasons for being wary of unknown god-figures named Coy.

Mugen: Jin, you're fulla shit. I'm outta here.

Bu Ti: *silently agrees*

Jin is left alone once more. But... at least this time he has something to eat.

Jin stuffs his face and goes to sleep.