Samurai Oni
TADASHI

The Black Sword Samurai, that's what it's called. The man came because he wanted to meet the Oni Samurai named Akio. I don't know what the real purpose is, but the good intentions are never conveyed to Akio.

He almost pulled the sword hidden behind his clothes, just because of the existence of this man. Just like the name and the entirety of the equipment, there was a black aura behind the man's back.

“Calm down, Samurai Oni. This man is not an enemy.” That's what Mizunashi said.

Although he did not want to believe it, Akio chose to be silent so as not to increase the burden of his own punishment. Moreover, there is a clan head from one of the founders of Shinpi-tekina country, one of Akio's heads will be decapitated here.

According to Mizunashi's words, he sat down again.

“Please sit down, Mr. Mikio.” Mizunashi also invited the man to immediately sit in the place that has been provided.

“Mr Akio!!” However, it seems that this meeting will be interrupted in a moment.

Akashi who relied on his sense of smell had managed to catch a trace of Akio's smell. As a samurai and of course as a guest at the Mizunashi residence, of course Akio will not just leave.

“Mr Akio!!”

“Eh, has anyone called?”

His voice is getting closer. Soon Akio taps on the floor of the nearby tatami, trying to get in touch with Mizunashi to say something important.

“You need something?”

Akio shook his head, then he wrote a single sentence of shadow with his index finger. It read only with a movement of his finger that revealed, "I'm going to drive the madman away."

“Eh?” Mizunashi did not know how he meant it, but Akio left after nodding his head again.

“It looks like Samurai Oni is disturbed by my existence?” he thought as he cleared his throat. Mikio smiled a little.

“Ah, no. It's not like that. Sometimes the Samurai Oni are disrespectful. Ah, maybe often?” Mizunashi was so confused, this would be how.

Because guests visit only to meet Akio who is difficult to find. But after being reunited, Akio actually fled for reasons that are difficult to explain.

“Is that so? So who is the one who called the real name of the Samurai Oni? I was very curious,” asked Mikio.

“To be honest I don't really know it myself. In fact, just found out that he has followers now.”

Mizunashi moves out of her seat, bidding for a while to see Akio back. Mikio understood and would sit waiting in this room.

“My servant, Tadashi will be here any minute. If you need something, then ask him,” said Mizunashi.

“Yes. I-i understand. Thank you, Mizunashi Kage.”

However, not until Mizunashi came out of the room, Mikio called back to him.

“Wait a minute, Mizunashi. There's something I want to ask you. And I think Samurai Oni has taken care of that thing you just wanted to take care of,”, Mikio said.

Mikio intends to hold back Mizunashi's move with a certain purpose and intent.

“Ya, it's okay. If Mr. Mikio doesn't mind.”

“Don't call me sir. Enough Mikio alone, it will make us much more familiar right?”

Mikio moved out of his seat and approached Mizunashi, who was in the doorway.

“What I want to ask, about Samurai Oni, Akio. That man how long has he been living in this country?” Mikio asked a question.

“About 20 years,” answered with a surprised expression of his own because Mikio asked that.

“It turns out he's been that big apparently. I really did not expect that he was Akio himself. Long time no see, I miss.”

“It's okay. This isn't your problem. Because I'm sure we'll meet back somewhere.”

Mikio looks lethargic compared to Mikio Mizunashi had seen a few years ago. Mizunashi admits that the current Mikio looks different.

Prior to this, Mikio's whereabouts had been declared lost and allegedly due to torrential currents and raging seas more ferocious than usual. However, about a month ago Mikio had appeared.

All the clans were shocked because Mikio had returned. This afternoon, before meeting Mizunashi, he met Uchigoro Tamura. One of his close acquaintances.

Mikio, known as the Samurai of the Black Sword. Not from one of the founders of the clan because this man was a free man. Although it is not said that he was a ronin, but now can be called a wanderer without holding a family name.

Only, Mikio. That is the origin that is widely known by the residents of the country.

His relationship with Akio, until now was still vague.

“Yes, I'll make it real. Is that all it is?”

“I want to hear what happened to her until she has to wear that creepy oni mask? And I did not see a single sword on his waist.”

“She was punished. For the time being I cannot explain the reason,” replied Mizunashi.

“I'm sorry.”

“And even though you said that Akio took care of the matter, it seems like it is unbelievable. You yourself know what Akio is like,” continued Mizunashi. Then he left.

Tadashi, a follower and servant at the Mizunashi residence came to the room. Meet Mikio and visit him there.

“Siang, Mr. Mikio. I'm Tadashi, the waiter at this residence.”

Mikio smiled then replied, “Ya, noon, Tadashi.”

Outside it looks fun, but the look of what is hidden is still a mystery. Currently Tadashi was slightly suspicious of Mikio.

“Please enjoy. We have herbal teas to suit your taste, and rice cake snacks. These are all Mr. Mikio's favorite, right?”

Mikio stared at the heavy cookie snack late-goal, looks like he doubted it but after that he replied, “Ya, you're right.” Then the snack was not eaten just put back into place.

The answer sounded doubtful in Tadashi's ears, which until now he had to put a smile on his face every second.

“A long time ago we didn't meet. How have you been all this time? Hope it's good always.”

“Yes, you were a child then. Your tiny body I thought was a girl. But who would have thought now you are big, dashing like a real man,” he said in praise.

“Thank you for your praise, Mr. Mikio. I am happy when our chat connected since earlier.”

“I should be thanking you, Tadashi. While the head of the family here looked clumsy facing someone. Well, I understand.”

Long but thick hair is left to be broken. Every strand of hair that falls forward does not in the least hinder it. The hair is almost as long as the back of the knee.

“Today Mr Mikio went anywhere? Everyone thinks you've been dead a long time. Suddenly appeared like this, it felt strange.”

Mikio patted Tadashi's hair end gently as he said, “I know that. I even had to sneak around to get here.”

Tadashi stared pushyly, feeling strange at the man before him right now.

The Black Sword Samurai also said something that made Tadashi surprised.

“If I had to answer you, would you believe that I came from across the ocean?”