Wh-Why yes! Yes, I did! That boy that visits here sometimes - it was him, I'm sure of it! He looked guilty, oh yes he did...I knew he was bad news, from the very start! The delinquent! Punk! I mean, really, just look at that getup he's always got--
[Once inside, he hovers beyond the doorway for a moment, frowning down at the letter as if he could garner more information - information it refused to disclose - by staring at it hard enough.]
[At length, he carefully folds it back into its original form, slipping it into his kimono sleeve. That done, he drifts into the kitchen and starts putting away the groceries in the basket, the gestures calm and automatic while his thoughts move elsewhere.]
[He could go and search right now, he supposes. It'd be a bit difficult, but - it was possible he'd find him. There was always a chance...]
Old man.
Thank you for believing in me.
For the first time in my life, I guess I knew what it felt like to have a dad who saw something better in me.
I'm glad I got to meet Kaien before I had to go.
But I guess I'll be seeing you soon enough.
-S
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[wait, why is the door...weeping...?]
Sir! Sir!! Someone taped something to my face! Get it off get it off please get it offff...I can't see! I CAN'T SEEEEE!
--Ah, calm down, Door-san. It's alright - goodness, this isn't even very large, you're going to be just fine...
But - but--
Here, hold still, let me see...
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[...hm? a message?]
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W-What?
This note. Did you see who left it?
Wh-Why yes! Yes, I did! That boy that visits here sometimes - it was him, I'm sure of it! He looked guilty, oh yes he did...I knew he was bad news, from the very start! The delinquent! Punk! I mean, really, just look at that getup he's always got--
...Sir, is something wrong? You don't look well.
...Hm. No, I'm fine. Can I come in now, please?
Well, yes, of course! But sir--
Door-san. Please.
...Oh! Right! I'm sorry...
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[At length, he carefully folds it back into its original form, slipping it into his kimono sleeve. That done, he drifts into the kitchen and starts putting away the groceries in the basket, the gestures calm and automatic while his thoughts move elsewhere.]
[He could go and search right now, he supposes. It'd be a bit difficult, but - it was possible he'd find him. There was always a chance...]
[But no. ...Not yet. Not for a little while.]
[This decision is Shinjiro's alone.]
[And he can respect something like that.]
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