The Oni of Rashomon

Looks like spring is coming to the capital as well...

Miyako no Yoshika passes by Rashomon, singing a verse:

Wonder what I should couple that with...

That moment, a kishin continues the poem:

—how about something like that?

This was the same oni whose arm Watanabe no Tsuna would later cut off.

Today's showing signs of spring too, isn't it?

Ouch!

Sorry about that.

Say...

Where were you headed in such a hurry?

Nowhere special, but what need is there to walk slowly?

By the way, what are you doing, spacing out in a place like this?