Makoto at this point was sitting on top of his home even though the roof of his home was kind of like a slanted house. He had his large scroll right next to him as always as he rested his head onto his right palm. His home was far deep within the woods as it was perched on top of a large hill that was pointed toward the direction of the sea on one end of his house while the other end pointed toward the village far below his home. The end he was sitting on was directed straight toward the village below him as it was around 11pm at this point. The stars were out and down in the village seemed like they were having a party since there were multiple lights on in the middle of the village along with lots of chatter, music, and laughter. Everything seemed just fine to him; which was good, the only reason Makoto didn't bother to go down there and join the party was due to the fact that he never really enjoyed meeting new people. Especially from his own village, staring down at them; Makoto would once in a while turn his head around to check the seas to see if he saw any ships on there way toward the land. Since usually large ships indicated pirates and if they were planning on starting another raid of this village, Makoto would make sure he would help fight them back.