Giyuu stood in the rain, quiet as always. A child tugged his sleeve.“Mister, are you a samurai?” He looked down. “No,” he said simply. “But you have a sword! He paused. “I protect people.” the child grinned. “Then you’re a hero!” A raindrop slid down his cheek. He couldn’t tell if it was water or something else. “…Maybe,” he whispered.
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