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.
Tonbokiri moves his head abruptly in reaction to that question, trying to look around- which of course doesn't go well with him as the naginata is still drying his hair. Ahhh, he let his guard down, being in this mood!
"That is--" Yes, and no... But there will be no getting away from this without an explanation, will there. Why are the old blades so lewd difficult to understand sometimes?
"S-speaking casually about such things as humans is improper... However as a Touken Danshi, you will understand... Yes, my former master handled me well. However, on the previous, long, mission that we were on... ... ... My wife was the last one to dry my hair for me."
That's the point of this conversation, right? (It also leaves out a lot of details. RIP, Tonbo.)
Rambunctious and effervescent as Iwatooshi may be, he's still an old soul; it takes him a bit to wrap his mind around the concept of swords having wives. Since when?
The expression on his face says everything Iwatooshi doesn't. His eyes widen, then flit from surprise to confusion.
"A wife?" A low hum, considering. "Haah, that's an auspicious event, to be sure! But how?"
Now that he can see Iwatooshi's face... Tonbokiri starts to realize just how much deeper he's dug himself by saying something so confusing and abnormal. At least he saw it as auspicious?
"It is a very long story." It was a very long mission. "At least let us dry off further while I explain?"
He slips away from Iwatooshi for a moment to get the towels (small and full of horse hair, but dry), and hands two to the naginata. He uses one to dab at his yukata, and therefore only glances at Iwatooshi occasionally as he speaks.
"We were on a mission recently to restore the history around Ieyasu Tokugawa. All the men who were to father Ieyasu's great Generals had been killed so... In brief, we accepted the idea to take on the roles of those men ourselves, and protect Lord Ieyasu as he grew up." Perhaps Iwatooshi-dono can see where this is going now.
"Although full of misgivings about being able to live that great man's life, I took on the role of Honda Tadakatsu. But what I hadn't thought ahead to at that time was the fact that I would have to live his entire life-- That is, including his personal life." Despite the powerful encouragement that Monoyoshi had given him, Tonbokiri still could not entirely shake the nerves of walking in that great man's footsteps. Especially the steps where he hadn't been literally at Tadakatsu's side.
"That is how this spear came to have a wife. It was Tadakatsu... but it was me."
Right, missions— the things and roles they have to assume to protect the present and futures of the here and now. Confusion makes way for understanding, and Iwatooshi sobers only enough for his grin to turn a touch sentimental. He's experienced something similar in the past, after all, though his own trials were less elaborate.
He stops tending to Tonbokiri to muss his own hair. It's easy enough to dry; a few rough scrapes and he's back to looking mostly like himself, long strands of bangs in the front perked up and all.
"Haha! A challenge, if I've ever heard one. To take on the role of your past master—"
His smile spreads.
"—Was it fun?"
"That was some good acting, Honda Ta-da-ka-tsu~" "Stop teasing me, Muramasa! This is not for fun!"
"Fun?!" Tonbokiri looks up sharply, a flare of indignation clear in his tone and expression. "That is not a word I would ascribe to such a thing, no. On the contrary, I took it very seriously!"
...Too seriously, according to Monoyoshi. With a disgruntled sigh under his breath at himself, Tonbokiri looks back down at his damp yukata.
"My apologies. There were... enjoyable moments, I suppose, but I was far more concerned with ensuring that great man's history was properly honoured."
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"That is--" Yes, and no... But there will be no getting away from this without an explanation, will there. Why are the old blades so
lewddifficult to understand sometimes?"S-speaking casually about such things as humans is improper... However as a Touken Danshi, you will understand... Yes, my former master handled me well. However, on the previous, long, mission that we were on... ... ... My wife was the last one to dry my hair for me."
That's the point of this conversation, right? (It also leaves out a lot of details. RIP, Tonbo.)
sanjos........ sanjos.
Rambunctious and effervescent as Iwatooshi may be, he's still an old soul; it takes him a bit to wrap his mind around the concept of swords having wives. Since when?
The expression on his face says everything Iwatooshi doesn't. His eyes widen, then flit from surprise to confusion.
"A wife?" A low hum, considering. "Haah, that's an auspicious event, to be sure! But how?"
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"It is a very long story." It was a very long mission. "At least let us dry off further while I explain?"
He slips away from Iwatooshi for a moment to get the towels (small and full of horse hair, but dry), and hands two to the naginata. He uses one to dab at his yukata, and therefore only glances at Iwatooshi occasionally as he speaks.
"We were on a mission recently to restore the history around Ieyasu Tokugawa. All the men who were to father Ieyasu's great Generals had been killed so... In brief, we accepted the idea to take on the roles of those men ourselves, and protect Lord Ieyasu as he grew up." Perhaps Iwatooshi-dono can see where this is going now.
"Although full of misgivings about being able to live that great man's life, I took on the role of Honda Tadakatsu. But what I hadn't thought ahead to at that time was the fact that I would have to live his entire life-- That is, including his personal life." Despite the powerful encouragement that Monoyoshi had given him, Tonbokiri still could not entirely shake the nerves of walking in that great man's footsteps. Especially the steps where he hadn't been literally at Tadakatsu's side.
"That is how this spear came to have a wife. It was Tadakatsu... but it was me."
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He stops tending to Tonbokiri to muss his own hair. It's easy enough to dry; a few rough scrapes and he's back to looking mostly like himself, long strands of bangs in the front perked up and all.
"Haha! A challenge, if I've ever heard one. To take on the role of your past master—"
His smile spreads.
"—Was it fun?"
"That was some good acting, Honda Ta-da-ka-tsu~" "Stop teasing me, Muramasa! This is not for fun!"
...Too seriously, according to Monoyoshi.
With a disgruntled sigh under his breath at himself, Tonbokiri looks back down at his damp yukata.
"My apologies. There were... enjoyable moments, I suppose, but I was far more concerned with ensuring that great man's history was properly honoured."