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The letter was sitting in front of the counter of the bath house entrance. Shiro looked at the velvety red envelope as he sweared to listen to someone getting through the door to drop that strange letter. It was too early for the mail man to pass, and as soon as he turned the envelope, there was no address and even less a stamp for it.
A shadow warrior like him had a very strong routine when it comes to training. This included endurance tests under the cold waterfall at the bath house garden, heavy weight lifting involving every limb of his body, extreme body jump and stunts at the middle of the mountain forest and even long term meditation to keep the lust and concentration in his mind at a balanced but cherishable levels. All but naked, like his former sensei Ishikawa had taught him since he became his pupil when he was a lone wolf kid.
He looked at the red letter with reluctance. He was training hard, like every dawn after waking up and before breakfast, and he suddenly felt that swift unfelt coming, as some sort of kiddy joke. There was nothing more bothering for a warrior with passion and good looks than an unexpected message.
He could only but ponder "Who or what can it be?"
A mission perhaps? Probably someone seeking his services?
The answer was simply one flap away.
A shadow warrior like him had a very strong routine when it comes to training. This included endurance tests under the cold waterfall at the bath house garden, heavy weight lifting involving every limb of his body, extreme body jump and stunts at the middle of the mountain forest and even long term meditation to keep the lust and concentration in his mind at a balanced but cherishable levels. All but naked, like his former sensei Ishikawa had taught him since he became his pupil when he was a lone wolf kid.
He looked at the red letter with reluctance. He was training hard, like every dawn after waking up and before breakfast, and he suddenly felt that swift unfelt coming, as some sort of kiddy joke. There was nothing more bothering for a warrior with passion and good looks than an unexpected message.
He could only but ponder "Who or what can it be?"
A mission perhaps? Probably someone seeking his services?
The answer was simply one flap away.
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- Tuesday 11 July 2017
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