A silent sigh escapes Kokushibo's lips at the sight of the broken weapon in his hand. The student, now resting their head on his shoulder, was like a child to him.

With a slow, gentle movement, he carefully runs his fingers along the broken handle, feeling every chip and gash. It was obvious that once again, his student had pushed themselves too hard in training. Kokushibo found himself repairing the same weapon yet again.

— "How many times have I told you not to overdo it..."