<span style="font-size: 26px">Tsurugi stood outside waiting as the girl stepped out some of the more perves samurai whistled and cheered at her, taunting the cat girl but they knew not to touch her. Tsurugi wished he had not heard what she had said, her words pierced him like a knife through his heart he balled his hands into closed fists but not out of agression out of hate towards himself because he knew he had to ignore her. He didn't even glance at her he merely turned, giving her his back and started walking leading to his lords chamber he walked up a very long flight of stairs almost endless. The whole way up they where alone, not a single guard around them but still even in private Tsurugi did not speak or look at Saki, but it was burned into his mind her words continued to repeat themselves echoing in the back of his mind. But he ignored it and continued to walk around them the row of cherry blossom trees that adorned the path where in full bloom, their leaves where scattered about dancing in the gust of wind. Finally the stairs came to an end, Tsurugi stood there he would knock on the wooden door then immediately bow falling to one knee he was perfectly still footsteps could be heard on the other side of the door. <br/>
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Then the door was slid open, there stood a rather large man in height and volume it was lord Hanzaemon Otuwa, he was wearing a robe which was open loosely, exposing the mans large and hairy gut he wore a pair of underwear a bit too small for him a few of his pubic hairs where visible sticking out from the sides. He has a semi bald head, with just some hair gathered up into a ponytail behind his head, the man looked at the girl with a wide smile</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#40ff00"><span style="font-size: 26px">"Ohohohoho! This one is pretty indeed!"</span></span><span style="font-size: 26px">he would say without hesitation he reached for the girls arm pulling her with a rather hard tug. Pulling her close he licked the side of the girls face with his slimy tounge, his other hand touching the girl in every possible place he could get them on. All the while Tsurugi was perfectly still, or so it seemed his left hand was balled into a fist shaking with anger, his teeth he was gritting them together, and his eyes filled with rage he didn't want to look up because if he did he would lose it. </span><br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#40ff00"><span style="font-size: 26px">"Come my dear! it's time for me and you to have some fun!"</span></span><span style="font-size: 26px">without so much as glancing at the loyal Leiutenant the fat lard of a man would pull the girl in sliding the door closed behind him Tsurugi was perfectly still the entire time. His eyes where watery, a single tear fell from the samurai's eyes down to the ground below him he was angry, sad and at the same time confused before he had hated this but now he fetl disgusted. He couldn't help but think of Saki, her kind eyes, her soft voice and how he the stupid bastard had ignored her plea for help, Tsurugi rose to his feet slowly his head hung low. He placed his right hand on the wooden door, it was too late now there was nothing he could do he turned taking his hand off of the wooden door and simply began walking down the stairs in a rather slow and depressed manner. No longer did the Leiutenant walk with his head held high, or with his chest sticking out no, not today he reached up unclipping his mask from one side and allowing it to hang from the opposite clip his face now fully revealed.<br/>
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Tsurugi continued to walk down the stairs, taking one step at a time every step hurt more and more because he knew that he was creating more and more distance between him and Saki. But what was it about her? Was it love? But how he only knew the girls name....</span>