<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fi.pinimg.com%2F736x%2F2d%2F6c%2F0f%2F2d6c0f6650b8584525aa6c4b77697233--fantasy-characters-fantasy-art.jpg&amp;hash=ab267d26c24da14ebbd03125c28ab810" href="https://i.pinimg.com/736x/2d/6c/0f/2d6c0f6650b8584525aa6c4b77697233--fantasy-characters-fantasy-art.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank"> Ito Hisashi</a>, the third and youngest son of the Ito family, was out by himself under disguise. He wished he could just leave the Ito estate as he were on his own accord. He knew he couldn't go anywhere without his guards but he hated the looks that they brought with them. He knew what his lot in life gave him, he knew that he was born with a silver spoon in his hand and with more opportunities a man of his age, twenty eight, could ask for. On one hand he enjoyed the respect that he commanded from all his family's retainers even the fear that he could extrapolate from people, but on the other hand he yearned to be normal, to be ignored so he he walk the markets undisturbed.<br/><br/>This was why his disguise was necessarily. He just wanted to peruse the marketplace without any hinderance and if he wanted to purchase anything, big or small, he wanted to be able to compensate the merchant for their ware.  He knew if they knew it was him, they would freely give him whatever he wanted and though it was rude to refuse a gift, he knew that they were losing profit that way. it brought joy to him to know that he could support them when he was under disguise.  He reached up and pulled the brim of his kasa down he smirked. He didn't want anyone recognizing him just yet.<br/><br/>The marketplace was slightly busier than it was on any other day but made him proud to know that the people were happy enough to be active. It was an outward sign that his family was benevolent and bless. He firmly believed that if those in charge were compassionate but firm everyone would prosper and be blessed.  Seeing things like this filled his heart with pride. Hisashi found himself drawn to a stall that sold kites for children. He tilted his head up glancing at the clear sky and thought about his baby sister. With a simple 'mmm' he nodded and made up his mind.<br/><br/>"Vendor, I want this kite." He pointed to the colorful butterfly kite. "How much?"<br/><br/><a class="username" data-user-id="48" data-username="@Elle" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/48/">@Elle</a>