A dry, piercing heat went through the crackling skin of the new husk waking up in Hell. The horrid screams of the tortured filled his ears. He began to stand, but the smell of both brimstone and sewage hit the husk hard, causing him to throw up. A blurred, red, demonic figure cussed at the husk and kick him in the stomach, causing the husk to empty his stomach completely. The demonic figure picked up the husk and pushed him out of the building they were residing in. The husk stumbled, hurrying away from the scary figure, his body starting to adjust to the new environment.
The first thing the husk did was find a mirror, or at least something reflective, as he was a vain person in his past life. The one-way windows of a newly built casino was what he found. The husk couldn't believe it. His deep brown eyes, his flawless skin, his perfect hair... it was all replaced with a greyish, wrinkled, bone-skinny, hairless body with haunting white eyes. He looked the same as the other husks of New Hades, and he couldn't stand it. He couldn't believe it. He quickly turned away and began to sob. His voice was the only familiar thing about him.
"You're finely here..."
The husk looked up as he heard a soft voice. With hope, he look up to find a familiar figure. Jyunichi. He wasn't a husk at all. In fact Jyunichi had the exact body he had before he died, complete with his Ronin uniform and his dual samurai swords. Guilt built up in the husk as he began to apologise to Jyunichi for his death. Jyunichi gave out a small sigh and helped the husk up, and led him away from the casino.
Despite this very husk is the reason why Jyunichi died, Jyunichi didn't held a grudge against him. It was pointless, they're both dead, and now they both have to suffer in hell. Jyunichi showed that he forgave the husk, and with what wages he had with him, bought back the husk's old body. The husk was now a confused Shogo Akuji.
Jyunichi was smart when he started his new life in New Hades. With little resources he had, Jyunichi began by selling what he claimed to be 'authentic Asian cuisine' to those living in the slums. The cuisines containing things such as stir fried bugs, frog sashimi, and rat tail soup. Better than most food in Hell, it ended up as a success and Jyunichi opened a restaurant in Downtown named Naraku. There, he ran the restaurant just like his old restaurant Kanto, and was a popular place for both husks and demons to feast. Jyunichi hired only members of the Ronin as those where the only people he trusted, and they trusted Jyunichi back. As the money built up, Jyunichi was able to get his old body back and a relatively safe apartment prepared for when both Shogo and Kazuo arrived.
Jyunichi and Shogo arrived in the traditional Japanese apartment. Shogo had so many questions brewing in his head that he remain uncharacteristically quiet. Jyunichi sat the younger man down and gave him a cup of water. Jyunichi sat opposite of Shogo and waited for the younger man to break the silence.
A few moments passed by before Shogo actually spoke up. However, only one word came out of his lips...
Jyunichi took a moment himself before answering such a vague question. The older man knew what the younger man was asking, and answered, "We are both in Hell. We both got we deserved... There's no need to hold a grudge against each other for eternity, and it's best to forgive each other."
Shogo's body began to shake. He never expected this type of kindness in Hell, especially from the guy he betrayed. He held the cup of water tightly within his hands, trying not to let the water spell. Jyunichi didn't deserve this, and if Shogo didn't tell the Saint's leader where Jyunichi was, they could be both still alive. Shogo was the asshole, he was the one who sinned, he should be the only one in Hell rotting. Shogo was so angry at himself. It's all his fault.
A whimper escaped Shogo's lips as tears started to form in his eyes, "I'm so sorry..."
Jyunichi got up and placed a hand on each of Shogo's shoulders to console the younger man, "You had a rough day today. Rest up for now... I have much to teach you tomorrow to survive living here."
Shogo gave a nod and got up. His eyes down to the ground, hesitant to look at Jyunichi. He mouthed a thank you to the older man, and walked over to a bedroom. Shogo's head dug into the pillow and he fell into a deep sleep.