A single, tall shinobi dressed entirely in black stood in the center of a crossroad; four roads facing him from four directions. His clothes were fine and clean; it foretold that he was either a novice ninja, or one so good he had never been scratched. The time of day is afternoon. No one appears to be anywhere near him.
Seeing an old lady in a flower shop, the renegade stranger indifferently walks into the spot, appearing to be just another customer. In a flash, he appears just behind the old lady; everyone in the shop screams and runs away. The man has a kunai held directly over the throat of the lady;
'Give me all the ryo in your shop and you shall not be murdered, old hag.'
Despite the threat, the old lady starts shrieking with a broken voice, and a struggle ensures. Will anyone be here in time to save the old lady from a not-so-premature demise?