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“....” Who are you calling stupid.
ooc. i just remembered i have this account and i wonder if i should move this blog to its independent blog??
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“Whaaaaat?”
“As a loyal retainer of the Date clan, I need my salary to be on time so I’m here to ask of my salary again for this month.”
"Oh, and how is your payment? Did you get it already?"
“That imbecile husband of yours! Tell him to pay his retainers on time! All of my work’s not gonna be worth my salary if he doesn’t!”
"I don't mind the view, though, Lord Shigezane..." Needless to say, she enjoyed the view quite a lot.
“Please keep that sight in your bedroom only, princess.”
“Dude, I did not come to see my cousin goes naked on my dash. Not even once.”
Stay? Sounds like she’s going to spend here summer holidays only. “I cannot complain about the views, though…”
“Well, glad that we could give the best view and hospitality you could ever have, my lady,” seemed like Owari wasn’t any better than Oshu. “...like the food here? The weather?” Him? And also, Lord Kojuuro?
“It’s a memory I can live with, but yes. I feel as if this is where I was meant to be. My comrades, especially Ookurikara are those I consider family.” Perhaps more than family. Ookurikara was his lover, after all, but that wasn’t something to be said out loud, he thought.
“Masamune is someone I greatly respect, and even look up to. He’s really cool.”
“Cool, huh?” that’s what people would usually say about his cousin. Cool. And he even had said those words repeatedly, proving that those western influences were ‘cool’. Date Masamune was the coolest daimyo ever accompanied with the best assistant ever, they say. But what about Shigezane the Great?
“Then how about me, Mitsutada? Do I look... cool to you?”
The poor sword didn’t know what to do. He could feel the heat rising up in his cheeks as he tried to force the image out of his head. His nasty facade was quickly melting. Shit. This wasn’t good.
Quick – He needed to say something mean.
“I-I’m not blushing…!”
Well, that really wasn’t what he had in mind…but he tried.
“You are a pretty bad liar, aren’t you, Ookurikara?” a chuckle escaped his lips, amused at his obvious embarrassed reaction. One hand reached out to the tachi’s head, patting it in a somehow affectionate manner---in a way, it was like an affection of an older brother to his younger. “Haha, you katanas are sure pretty complex on your own.”
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He barely had a reply formulated in his mind when ‘spanking session’ reached his ears. The wrong thought came to his mind almost instantly, making him forget everything he was about to say.
“… D-don’t say stuff like that.”
“Oi, why are you even blushing, Ookurikara? Don’t take it the wrong way---I’m just kidding. No one’s going to spank you. Not even me.” Wow, never thought that he would give a completely wrong impression with that spanking threat---nice one. “Now, now, don’t get too carried away.”
“I was caught in a fire and my blade was damaged, and apparently that meant I had to lose my eye. The decoration on my blade also all but melted and it left a nasty scar…It’s interesting how that kind of damage would affect this form as well, right?”
“Wow, really? That is quite interesting,” ...and scary. He didn’t fully grasped the whole concept of how did such mere katana would gain a human form like this, though. He would need some time to understand this one---ah, what a pain. “Can’t imagine how it feels like. Must be quite of a nasty experience for you.”
“But anyway---do you like it here in the Date household, Mitsutada?” compared to the regime of the Demon King, anyway.
“Look. My requests are simple. Don’t be loud and don’t be fucking rude and we’ll get along fine.”
“Okay, I guess I can comply to that,” shrugs, “a friendly reminder for better not to get carried away with your words around Lady Megohime and Princess Iroha, I guess. Or Kojuuro and I will definitely give you a nice spanking session.”
“You could do with learning some manners yourself. I see you don’t know what ‘shut the fuck up’ means.”
“Wow, you do certainly have some ungracious mouth right there... where did’cha learn it? ...Hm, alright. I’ll shut up after this, I guess.”
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“Cooooooousin.”
“Well…I wouldn’t know, but given the times, there’s a lot ways to get eye injuries, so it’s not so much a trend as it is a necessity.” Why does everyone have to comment on the eyepatch?
“Well, it first started with my lord cousin,” because of a certain disease that took his eyesight on the left eye---yeah. “Then somehow one of his concubines imitated it too, after that you... his sword. Well, if that’s the case then I guess it’s understandable. So, what happened with that eye of yours, Mitsutada?”