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( At a certain citadel, one of the newer additions is a certain "unusual" sword.

Because he is a tsurugi, Hakusan struggles with the other touken danshi. Even with his own brothers, he struggles to express himself and often feels like he's too difficult for them to really get along. It isn't something he takes pride in and he tries to keep to himself, preferring to not subject others with his inability to communicate.

But the touken danshi at this citadel are patient and friendly. They still try to talk to him and they invite him spend time together. They say it's because they want him to feel at home and he's one of their own now. If only he was able to return the sentiment by being a little better...

On a day when he doesn't have any duties, he finds himself invited to spend time with a certain other sword at the citadel. Like him, this sword is also different from other swords at the citadel. Kogarasumaru is old and said to be the father of katana but he isn't quite like an ordinary one.Maybe Hakusan can relate to him just a little more... or maybe the father of katana is still a katana at the end of the day.

Hm.

Well, it's only an invitation to come spend time with him and it would be rude to turn it down without good reason so he heads towards the gallery, walking by the garden along the way. He knocks on the doorway, announcing himself, )

I have arrived.

Edited 2019-07-06 13:29 (UTC)

( Like most things in this rural part of Hokkaido, the old guest house is huge. It's also, for the most part, absolutely in the middle of no where. It must have belonged to a nice family before given how big it is and some of the details inside but now, it's just old and worn. It definitely has a rustic and dignified feel to it in parts-- painted screen doors, sturdy hearths, a nice garden area, and so on but then the kitchens look like they haven't changed in centuries, the thatched roof can be seen from the rafters, and don't even get him started on some of the rooms on the farther end of the house where the smith is. But hey, at least the baths are nice.

Once you get past the wide grounds that are made of gardens and stables, there are only mountains and forests as far as the eye can see. Is there even a road that comes all the way out here? Yes, but only cars come down and it's practically useless in the winter. Well, it's not like he has a car anyway.

The best way to travel is honestly through the gates that are used to travel much greater distances whether it be to the next town with a super market or across time.

The little shrine on the house's grounds is much newer. It must have been built fairly recently once the Time Government acquired it.

Summer comes late to Hokkaido but it's finally here. It's even a little warm during the day and the nights are just right. There are fewer duties at the citadel now that no one has to shovel snow but there are still a few odd duties here and there to help upkeep the place. The weather is nice though and even this citadel's usually grumpy saniwa is willing to let some things slide so they can enjoy the season... )

( There's a citadel in Nara.

Their saniwa had been old, approaching the end of his service. It's a peaceful end and he'd been able to get most of his affairs in order, giving commands to get the citadel ready for the next saniwa's arrival. Even if it isn't all easy-- having to return many of his swords to the Time Government to pay off the last of his debts had been difficult but it was better than saddling a naive young saniwa with their predecessor's debt on top of their own.

The next saniwa's belongings have already been sent ahead of them. Some boxes have been opened to help get their room ready-- the kimono folded away and the toys put up on shelves next to "beginner" books and scrolls. Its easy to tell that the new saniwa will be a girl based on the things in the box. There's a lot of guessing based on the contents about what she might be like. She's obviously young given how small her clothes are. She likes the color red... or maybe pink or both. She must like flowers based on the patterns on the kimono and some of the few, small accessories that were sent. It's really hard to tell since the Time Government really doesn't give their saniwa many personal things. But it's fun to guess!

When the old saniwa leaves and the next finally arrives, they're proven right. The saniwa is a young girl-- no older than the age of five-- and the Time Government has sent her to them dressed perfectly like a little doll. She looks at the few remaining swords at the citadel with eyes full of wonder. She's soft spoken and polite when she gives her best bow, )

My name is Hana Mori. ( She practiced her introduction before coming here, ) It's nice to meet you.

[The trip back to headquarters went better than expected.

Mikazuki didn't even have to suggest anything. Aruji chose him and Hasebe to accompany her all on her own. And they certainly met some interesting people there. people that other people don't seem to like much, which makes it doubly interesting.

And their little master was finally given leave to summon her starter. This is a bit of a strange situation since she inherited a citadel, but Yamanbagiri is the previous Saniwa's starter, and now she needs her own. Yamanbagiri knows it, and he's dedicated to providing support, as the oldest sword in the Citadel.

They travel part of the way with the other Saniwa - it looks like they're neighbors of sorts - and part way at Fushimi Inari. One last gate and they are finally back home, with Hana still holding tight onto the blank blade.]

... Would you like to summon him now, Aruji?

[Ichigo silently stepped out of the huge room he shared with his brothers, careful not to wake any of them. Then he made his way out into the courtyard of the citadel and sat down on the veranda. He sighed as he gazed up at the full moon, trying to forget the nightmare he'd just awakened from.

He hadn't been sleeping well for the past few days, but he did his best to hide it. He didn't want anyone to worry about him, especially not his little brothers.

He couldn't really remember his nightmare actually but he shuddered as he recalled the debilitating sense of despair and the scorching flames. The flames... The flames that... He immediately shook his head, trying to clear it and flopped down on the wooden floorboards. He was so very tired but he dared not close his eyes for he feared what awaited him as soon as he drifted off to sleep.]

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