As he walked towards his special training room, Seishin couldn't help but to think back on the words that the vampire had spoken to him as he'd walked away from the hot spring bath. Something about him being less arrogant, and if he was people would like him more. Scoffing at the thought, he rolls his eyes. People liked him. Plenty of people did, almost all of the tenants at the compound, and others who lived in villages and cities nearby. Who was that guy to say such things as he had? He had no right to do so, it wasn't his place.<br/><br/>Shaking his head, he reaches the room, and goes inside, stretching his arms and legs, along with the rest of his body, in preparation for the early training in which he took part in every morning after he woke up. After this would of course be his morning prayers and other such rituals, then breakfast, followed by scriptures, writing, the art of kanji, and mediation. A break would thus follow by lunch, then after that would be harae, followed by what Shiroi had told him that they were to practice. In the evening would be his spiritual training, sutras and other such tasks, along with evening prayer, supper, then after that he was free to do what he liked. Every day was busy, and rarely did he have a day off from the tasks of his life.<br/><br/>About ten minutes after Seishin and the twins had parted, the doors to the room open, and in step Kuroi and Shiroi, closing the double doors behind them once more, and securing it in place, so that none could walk in on them. The only light that came into the large expanse of a room was from windows high above, and lamps that were along the wall, lit by fire. The twins step forward, and wait for Seishin to join them in the center of the room.<br/><br/>Nothing was said, not a single word, but everything was known between the three. Readying himself, he waits for one of the twins to begin, and with a blink of an eye, it starts. Shiroi held three long black blades in his hand, kunai, and moves forward quickly, but at the last second Seishin blocks with his hands, knocking aside the wrist that was holding the blades. As he did this, Kuroi comes in as well, who was wielding two sai, one in each hand.<br/><br/>Without even hesitating, Seishin flips back right as Kuroi thrusts one of the blades forward, up and over to behind, and while going down mid air strikes out with his foot, knocking Kuroi in to his brother. Landing nimbly on his feet, he doesn't waste a second, and flings himself forward, dropping at the last second and kicking out his foot across the floor, tripping up the two, but they weren't idiots. They catch themselves, flipping backwards, hands on the ground for mere seconds, before getting on their feet again.<br/><br/>This whole ordeal goes on for twenty minutes, blow after blow, until each of them were covered in sweat, chests heaving from the ordeal, air hot between their lips. They were easily on par with each other, and it seemed they were trying to take each other out, but could not. Once the time hit exactly twenty five minutes do they stop all of a sudden, backing away, and bowing low.<br/><br/>"As always, every day you get much better Shukun jiku." Shiroi begins, standing up straight and smiling at Seishin. "Yes, indeed. Tomorrow we should aim for thirty minutes." Kuroi concludes, and Seishin nods. "You two aren't too bad yourselves. Why you stick around me still I don't know, but it's a shame really. Your wasting your talents being my body guards..." He runs his hands through his hair, sighing softly. "You already know the answer to that Shukun jiku." Kuroi starts saying. "And you know we will never leave your side. You may not see us, but we will always be there." Shiroi finishes. "That was the promise we made, the vow the protect you. And we never go back on our word." The twins say this together.<br/><br/>"Yeah, well, it's sad. That's all I'm saying..." Seishin shakes his head, stretching his arms above his head. "Shukun jiku? We were wondering...are you sure that nothing happened last night? Are you sure that something did not attack you?" Shiroi asks, his brows pressing together. "We're concerned, as we should be. Are you hiding something from us that needs to be spoke of?" Kuroi had the same expression as his brother on his face. "I told you before. Nothing happened. So please, stop asking." He knew that if he talked, bad things would happen. And besides, it wasn't like he was helpless.<br/><br/>He prepares to leave the room, heading towards the inner temple shrine, wear he would proceed with his morning prayers and offerings. At least there he wouldn't be dogged about questions. Maybe if he stayed there long enough Kuroi and Shiroi would just drop the questions...His feet guide him through the halls, and towards that sacred area, his mind once again wandering. What was to become of that vampire? He wondered if the guy was going to get punished...