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Mirumoto Rhyodotsu, or Rhyo as he liked to be called, let himself relax, the sake warming him both body and mind, easing him into a comforting peace, the girls surrounding him and his companion Kuroma, constantly giggling and whispering among themselves. While most of the girls flocked around Kuroma due to him being an actual Samurai and one of high birth at that, due to him traveling with such an important person, a few girls actually showed him interest, if only because they figured they had a better chance with him.
The restaurant was lit by sunlight entering through the open windows and doorway, silently inviting passer-bys to come in and spend some time forgetting their troubles. Rhyo hadn't had many days like this back with his school, spending more time meditating, philosophizing and honing their combative skills. While all those were important, so was kicking it back and letting go of all your worries and cares.
Sipping the sake, he made small talk with the girls around him, causing them to giggle more upon hearing his riddle speak, finding it odd but cute on such a man as himself. Turning to Kuroma, he tapped him on the shoulder, holding out his now empty cup and waving it, saying, "If a man can still think while drinking, then he still has his worries," a grin plastered onto his face, enjoying the relative peace he was immersed in.
The restaurant was lit by sunlight entering through the open windows and doorway, silently inviting passer-bys to come in and spend some time forgetting their troubles. Rhyo hadn't had many days like this back with his school, spending more time meditating, philosophizing and honing their combative skills. While all those were important, so was kicking it back and letting go of all your worries and cares.
Sipping the sake, he made small talk with the girls around him, causing them to giggle more upon hearing his riddle speak, finding it odd but cute on such a man as himself. Turning to Kuroma, he tapped him on the shoulder, holding out his now empty cup and waving it, saying, "If a man can still think while drinking, then he still has his worries," a grin plastered onto his face, enjoying the relative peace he was immersed in.