[It still feels strange, practicing with Sensei's sword. The feeling that it's his sword, and not Kanbei's anymore, has yet to truly register; he almost can't recognize the object he holds in his hands.
He'll get used to it, though (like how he got used to killing, he thinks). He'll keep at it until he feels that he can sincerely call this weapon his. After all, Sensei recognized him as a samurai—gave him the right to wield his weapon, which he'd taken such meticulous care of. Everything will come in due time.
Absorbed in his training, Katsushiro doesn't notice Sousei at first. When he does, he slowly lowers his sword, a surprised look on his face.]
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He'll get used to it, though (like how he got used to killing, he thinks). He'll keep at it until he feels that he can sincerely call this weapon his. After all, Sensei recognized him as a samurai—gave him the right to wield his weapon, which he'd taken such meticulous care of. Everything will come in due time.
Absorbed in his training, Katsushiro doesn't notice Sousei at first. When he does, he slowly lowers his sword, a surprised look on his face.]
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