Asahina Soyokaze wrote: ↑Sat Aug 14, 2021 8:44 am
"I just...I just feel like I'm not performing well. If this is really how they are going to determine out fates.
Then I am doomed." He let out a ragged sigh. "I can't return to my home Raizo-san. While I am no wave-man I cannot return to my lord father, not without a promise that I am leaving for another clan. Without that, I may as well walk into the ocean, it would be faster and less painful." Another drink. "I am not a good samurai Raizo-san, I know this, I've been told it many many times. I lack Courage, I an weak, I am a terrible candidate for marriage; incapable of defending myself let alone a wife a family a home and a new lord. Why would anyone accept me? I do not come to you seeking a shoulder to cry on, someone to cheer me up though I have no doubt you will try." He managed a weak but honest smile. "I just wish I could get a straight answer about...anything."
Raizo slammed back his cup. Then another.
To offer a thin veil of excuse for the next words out of his mouth.
Just the booze talking.
Honest.
"Sounds to me like your old man doesn't know what he's got. But fine, you want a straight answer about something? How about why anyone would accept you."
He started counting on his fingers.
"You're a fuckin' brilliant artisan, as anyone who's looked at that hairpin you made can attest. Aimi loves it. You're generous in spirit, with a truly samurai disregard for the details of commerce. You're a damned sight better looking than plenty of us here. You've got a way fuckin' better handle on decorum than a fair few of us. You care about far more in a woman than how she'd look naked and screaming your name."
He paused. Poured another cup. Drained it.
"And if your old man thinks you personally need to be a fighter to be a good husband, he's welcome to swing by Nikesake to meet
my father, who couldn't fight his way out of a waterlogged paper lantern. Fighting is what stupid bastards like me are for. All I know how to make are corpses. You've actually got something to offer."
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