[WHAT'S WITH THESE SOUJIS AND THEIR WEIRD SUPERNATURAL BULLSHIT--
Which is to say, that's not what Kashuu had expected at all, obviously. He had assumed that the samurai, offended by being beaten by a child, would have exacted revenge against Souji's father. If the story continued on with Souji avenging his father in turn, Kashuu wouldn't have been surprised. That sort of thing is all too common among humans, after all - the cyclical give and take of losing something and forcing others to lose things in turn.
But that's an unexpected twist, and though he listens raptly, it's clear from the furrow at his brow and the way his lips turn downward that he has some brief difficulties parsing it. Still, some parts of the story ring the same, as Kashuu remembers. Mitsu had married young. She stopped by the Shiekan sometimes, but Souji was largely left on his own. His relationship with Kondou had been good; it had been harder to read what he felt about Hijikata. Those things are all the same.
But the sword itself, and the thing coming after them... He thinks to the tsuba of his own blade, to the tsuba of Yamato's, to their crests that reflect Souji's. Chrysanthemums, huh?
As the story continues, tension seems to grow in him, and even though "I killed it" should be a good resolution... Kashuu can't help but feel uneasy.]
Hey... What happened after that? Did you ever figure out where that thing came from, or why it wanted that sword?
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Which is to say, that's not what Kashuu had expected at all, obviously. He had assumed that the samurai, offended by being beaten by a child, would have exacted revenge against Souji's father. If the story continued on with Souji avenging his father in turn, Kashuu wouldn't have been surprised. That sort of thing is all too common among humans, after all - the cyclical give and take of losing something and forcing others to lose things in turn.
But that's an unexpected twist, and though he listens raptly, it's clear from the furrow at his brow and the way his lips turn downward that he has some brief difficulties parsing it. Still, some parts of the story ring the same, as Kashuu remembers. Mitsu had married young. She stopped by the Shiekan sometimes, but Souji was largely left on his own. His relationship with Kondou had been good; it had been harder to read what he felt about Hijikata. Those things are all the same.
But the sword itself, and the thing coming after them... He thinks to the tsuba of his own blade, to the tsuba of Yamato's, to their crests that reflect Souji's. Chrysanthemums, huh?
As the story continues, tension seems to grow in him, and even though "I killed it" should be a good resolution... Kashuu can't help but feel uneasy.]
Hey... What happened after that? Did you ever figure out where that thing came from, or why it wanted that sword?