Beach. Everyone has been working so hard lately so why not take a break and enjoy the beach? You can make sand castles, play in the water, and there are even umbrellas for those who'd rather just relax in the shade. There's a nice row of water melons ready to be smashed later in the day and when the sun goes down, that's when the sparklers come out.
Suffering. It's the hottest time of the year and the citadel doesn't have central air conditioning. The few air conditions that were installed have given up on life after being used so much and now, we really have to make do with what we can while the Konnosuke try to fix it. There's a limited number of fans, plenty of ice cream to go around, and the citadel should be built to circulate air, right? ... Right?!
Spooks. In Japan, summer is a time for horror. Gather around the camp fire and hear some spooky ghost stories or maybe head out into the woods just outside the citadel for a good ol' fashioned test of courage. It's all good, harmless fun! Of course, with so many spirits gathered in one place, what's to say a stray or curious outsider spirit won't join the mix...
Rain. Summer is also known for sudden and torrential downpours of rain. The clouds always seem to grown and darken suddenly and the next thing you know, it's raining sheets and the ground is shaking from thunder. Once it starts, it never seems to stop. Maybe you were caught out in the rain or maybe this is day 7 stuck inside.
Other! It's summer and there are tons of things to do. Go to the general store and stock up on ice cream, wake up in the middle of the night uncomfortable with heat, or run around screaming because cicadas are dying and flying at your face.
--! How did he know, he might doze off? A-at least, if Izuminokami is half-way expecting it without him having said anything, perhaps it won't seem so strange if he does...
The feeling of fingers in his hair is a nostalgic pleasure, and he breathes out slowly.
"Thank you. I am somewhat proud of it..." The sideburns are a bit much, but other than that, he is entirely satisfied with the appearance Aruji gave him. ...However that process works.
"It is a bit thick though, so it takes a long time to dry after washing it. You must also have that trouble, Izuminokami-dono?" Never mind if it's thick or thin, there's just a lot of it.
[To his credit, Ichigo is very forthcoming and honest. Far more than Tonbokiri expected for such a personal matter. Especially since this also touches upon his family.
It is with the deepest gravity and appreciation that he thanks Ichigo at the end.]
My thanks for being so forthcoming. I had no idea that a retempering could affect one so deeply, and in so many ways. It gives me much to be mindful of.
[He can barely imagine what it would be like. Small wonder Ichigo-dono wanted to try and find his memories on his own, especially when those memories might not fit well with the current self he has become... He shakes his head regretfully. What he had said about even forgotten experiences making him the person he is now--]
What I had said before becomes even more hollow... No, it shatters. My apologies again.
As for the one who dreams of fire, Otegine is among my closest comrades, and yet I regret to say that I do not know the extent of his loss. Although I have not noticed anything obvious thus far about his memories, I know he does suffer from memories of fire. I feel it is not my place to say too much, but he was completely destroyed by a fire while in storage.
/suddenly craves fanart showing off a lot of waist... XD
[Well, he’s kept all this inside for a long time and really just needed someone who wasn’t his family or those he loved to talk to. He doesn’t want his loved ones to worry.]
There is no need to apologise. There was no way you could have known. [His lovely and flamboyant midare hamon was completely straightened...]
Completely destroyed... [He falls silent for a moment.] I suppose we are all affected by fire in different ways. Shokudaikiri-dono was in a fire too but his memories weren’t affected either.
[If you wanted to talk to someone who wouldn't worry, you came to the wrong spear. However, Ichigo can rest easy knowing that Tonbokiri will hold all this in confidence.]
[Tonbokiri shakes his head in melancholy admiration.]
Everyone carries themselves with pride; I could hardly guess at such a history haunting any of you.
[ It didn't even occur to him that this might be considered strange. He'd probably stop if Ichigo seemed bothered by it, but since he didn't mention anything it just kept happening. ]
That's the way I've always seen it anyway. I was just lucky enough to have been around my previous master long enough for his cooking skills to rub off on me. But I think everyone can do well if they try.
[ He takes the hand being held out to him and grunts a little as he pulls himself up off the ground. Mimicking Kashuu's actions of dusting off himself. Even with a towel down, it seemed like sand could always get everywhere... ]
You really have an eye for these things, don't you.
[ He seemed a little surprised, but also rather amused. ]
I suppose since we'll already be up it won't hurt to check it out.
"Yes, it is a problem I also suffer from. No matter how much you may towel dry it or just allow it to dry naturally, it always seems to take hours."
He never would have expected Tonbokiri to have to deal with that too, but as he combed his fingers through his hair a little to get his hair more loose, it could tell it was rather thick just like he said. It made sense..
Finally it's time for the comb, gently he takes Tonbokiri's hair into his hand and starts to comb through his hair slowly and gently. Putting in as much care as he would his own hair.
"I've heard that Aruji had a device that dries hair faster, but I never thought to look into it."
[Ichigo didn’t really mind it. It was really embarrassing at first but now he was kind of okay with it? It would certainly be interesting to see how the rest of the citadel reacts when it becomes so natural for them that they just do it in front of everyone!
He moves the bowl of strawberry and red bean paste filling over.]
Most of them snuck in before we realized what was going on.
[ Although he maybe looks a little too relaxed about all this. Then again, better a bunch of goofy youkai than an invasion from the Historical Revisionists.
He lets out another one of his trademark chuckles. ]
The others have been trying to yank the bedsheets off the tantou for the past hour or so already.
Not that affecting nonchalance does much when he’s perfectly willing to go above and beyond, anyway. But some swords just can’t help putting on a spectacle sometimes.
[ He’s actually fine, if a tad dirty. Not that he’ll admit as much, though. There’s no need to spoil the game just because he’d failed to account for Izuminokami being a fucking impulsive idiot— ]
I—I’m the doctor here, remember?
[ Right, getting his bearings now. ]
There was no need for you to go this far. Now who’s going to help us out?
[Won't that be a surprise when the others see. Hopefully Ichigo's brother's don't want to beat Mitsutada up over it!!
He nods with a warm smile and reaches in to grab one of the strawberries, covering the whole thing with the bean paste except for the tip of it. He already got the mochi outer layer cut and flattened into pieces and wraps the strawberry that was already covered in the paste into the dough and pinches it off at the top. ]
[Being an old and tired sword must be a struggle of an existence, honestly. Being a young sword is also a struggle with all these grandpas milling around...]
Hey! Don't throw me in there. [Except Ichigo is entirely correct.] What's "all of you" supposed to be, anyway?
Duh! If I don't keep a lookout for all the cute foods and drinks and games, who else would?
[Probably the tantou or one of the many other swords who happen to be attracted to similar things but still...
Either way, once they've all sufficiently rid themselves of sand, he'll start picking his way to the reedy beach path that leads over to where the Samonjis are camped. Judging by the milling crowd of swords, it sure does seem like they still have watermelon drinks available... He also gestures up the path a bit toward a very stereotypically cute beach shack.]
[They'll probably witness something really innocent too. Ichigo and Mitsutada are probably just hanging out, trying out some new snacks Aruji has given them and Ichigo finds one he really likes and gives Mitsutada a bite to try.
The tantous won't beat him up, they'll just come interrogate him in the middle of the night after Ichi-nii is asleep about his intentions and warn him not to break up their big brother's marriage..
At least Mikazuki is really chill, maybe??
Anyway, cooking is Ichigo's weakness, no matter how he tries, it just never comes out right... or perhaps he's just too much of a perfectionist. He focuses hard on the task at hand, but he's not too happy with how his first one turns out nor is he happy with the second one... And he now looks a quite frustrated...]
[ Guess that means he'll have to sleep with one eye open huh? OH WAIT.
Mitsutada watches his face scrunch up like that and can't help but find it a tiny bit adorable. He wasn't used to seeing such frustrations on his face. Still, he really shouldn't let him get this angry with his food making so he leans over a little to watch him. ]
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