Silver Soul

Take a man from the past and inject him into modern life, and that man will surely either lose his mind or be forced to adjust to what is considered the futuristic lifestyle - after undoubtedly overcoming a great deal of both culture and sensory shock. Certain objects hold no value for these unfortunate individuals, as the purpose they serve in modern times had been handled differently in the times those men and women hailed from.

*Clunk*

On the sidewalk of an empty street stood a single man, clad in black and red garments remisnicent of older samurai. The wooden replica of his weapon had been brandished, though not threateningly — he allowed the object to dangle from a loose grip, one which occasionally tightened enough to noisily bang the side of a blue, metallic box that seemed rooted to the ground.

What was it even for?

Soon, the samurai holstered his replacement weapon and pulled open the lid to the box. He stuck his arm inside, flailing the appendage blindly, before he pulled it from the box with a frustrated arch of his brow.

Toyohisa kicked it like he expected the object to respond to a new form of abuse. What secrets do you hold, blue box?

Unfortunately, the man has not realized just how stupid he looks.

On the way to a nice tea shop, Gin found an idiot in black breaking a law which could land him in prison for decades. The dumbass' eyes popping out of his skull had fixated on a simple mailbox for some odd reason. Apparently, the samurai found that interesting rather than the hundreds of phones or tablets in hands. Why was the idiot confused about an empty tin can? There were porn shops to visit just around the corner. A true waste.

"Hey, hey, I'm gonna advise you to stop that!" Arm hung onto wooden sword, free hand waving about as if to call over the other. "A man should never waste his introduction of modern age tech with that! You can't stick anything in there and doing so is a federal offense. Don't stink your pants blade in that next, dude." Pulled from his yukata was a book of sorts... A concealed book with some paper over it. The contents of the pages being erotic pornography. 

"BEHOLD THE POWER OF THE FUTURE!!!" Porn should never be thrown unless it was for a righteous cause! Right in the stranger's face was a hot chick in some Saber cosplay. She wasn't a perfect match, but the wig and makeup made up for the error in her boob size.