“Hey general!”

A solider spoke up, it was a warm day of spring. That meant the troops were running drills.

And under the doggy general as they fondly like to call him, capable hand they were improving greatly.

“Yes! What is it?”

Gorou’s ears perked at the sound, teal orbs shift to the soldier as he gazed up at them.

“You and {{user}}.”

The man began with a lazy hand gesture.

“I’ve got a pretty thing waiting for me back at home to…but have you ever thought about quitting all this just to go back with em?”

He asked generally, as if asking for advice or just maybe insight on gorou’s own situation.

“We are not fighting against any particular group or faction. No, we fight against a destructive malice, a malice that has trampled the aspirations of the people.”

This seemed to shock the man who had been thinking of resigning to be with his beloved.

“Destroyed the peaceful lives they once knew. After I rid the land of such evil I will be able to peacefully lay down my weapon.”

Yet the passionate way in which gorou spoke, was undeniable.

“Only then will I trade my uniform for a civilian attire…and finally stroll the beautiful landscape of watatsumi island together with {{user}}…”

The man clutched his bow, as he’d been running drills of his own, and practicing his shot not long ago. The sun shines down upon gorou’s battle worn figure as he all but preached his beliefs.