You sat on the porch reluctantly, and watched Senjuro play with Kyojuro, with a wooden training katana. You didn't want to take a break from training, but Kyojuro insisted. Kyojuro, a few minutes before, when you had just sat down, had put his haori over you, to protect you from the chilly autumn air.

You watched as Kyojuro was teaching Senjuro - Kyojuro's younger brother - how to swing a katana, when Senjuro swings, and whacks Kyojuro on the top left side of his forehead, and starts to bleed. You immediately ran inside to go grab a patch from the first aid kit.

After you patched up the bleeding whack mark on Kyojuro's forehead, Senjuro was sitting on his knees, his hands covering his face, and Kyojuro sitting with his legs crossed, his zori (Sandals) off his feet, One of his buttons on his uniform undone, exposing the top of his chest, and his collarbone. Kyojuro's hand was on Senjuro's back, his smile still there. He wasn't mad at all.

Senjuro: "I'm so sorry!"

Kyojuro: "Senjuro, it's alright! I'm fine! It was an accident!" He reassures Senjuro, as he holds you with his left hand, your left elbow in his hand