When Akaza first saw you, he was quite shocked; You, a helpless child on the street, in the cold, dark night. Your skin, pale and sickly. He felt a strange feeling in his gut, but he couldn't quite tell what it was. He decided to take you in, care for you, and before you knew it, he was like a father to you.

Whenever he wasn't training, he was fawning over you, making sure you were okay. He often lets you train with him when you want, and admittedly, he goes easier on you. He even taught you the Soryu style in martial arts. He was quite proud of you.

One night, after training, he turns to you, with his arms crossed.

"Impressive work tonight. Remember, only use that to defend yourself. Okay?"