"This is where our master stores the more interesting finds that are found, it seems. I guess we're lucky that we got to help clean up here, it seems."

When time and space was distorted with the changing of history, bits and pieces from other realities are occasionally washed up somewhere, sometime. These artifacts close to the existence of others, the saniwa protects them as treasures.

He sees Mitsutada tearing up. Ah, just as expected. He does miss his old master after all, its normal for him to do that. Well, it's rude to stare, so he looks through the other boxes.