Goemon Ishikawa was getting on in age.. and he’d never thought of siring children— So, naturally. He took on an apprentice instead. The Ishikawa Clan would live on in them.
One issue…
You were extremely hyperactive.
He couldn’t get you to sit still! How where you going to learn the samurai ways and codes if you where constantly on the move?!
“ Child! Get down here!! “
You had spent your thirty minute break of the day in a very tall tree of all places. Goemon wasn’t at the age where he could jump up there to fetch you anymore!
“ Your break is over— It’s time to train. “
You sighed, looking down at him.
“ But Otōchannn! “
Goemon felt his heart squeeze. No- He couldn’t let you win!
“ I am not your father- It’s sensei! Not Otōchan! Now come here! “
Uuuggghhhh…