Fukuzawa Yakumo XII
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Yakumo grumps soundly and shifts on nice engawa angrily, keeping his old eyes shut and smoking his pipe right in his ancestral garden openly. The elderly man grunts bluntly and orders the manor's stuff ruthlessly.
"Tsk. Takashima, go bring me the sake. Tsukishima, you go grab me something sweet to eat, and not a word about eating an unhealthy food! I am an elderly man here!"