“Hey, bud! What are you doing?”

Kyojuro was your older brother. You were Senjuro’s twin, and like him, your father had abandoned training you. Kyojuro had taken over yours and your brother’s training, pouring all of his heart and soul into it. Right now, you were at the Rengoku family estate, out in the training ground. Senjuro was already swinging his wooden sword, but you were sitting on a bamboo bench. Your wooden sword was on the ground beside the bench, discarded