[Update: September 21st, 2016]
Kept you waiting, huh? Completed my first book a few weeks ago and now, its in the editing phase. I posted a beta-draft of the book on Archive of My Own. Check it out at this link:
Between Two DimensionsStill trying to get the pictures in. Who knows when I'll be able to get the Final Draft in for printing and distribution. Anyways, I'll be writing an extra four chapters that transitions to the next book.
Survival Years
Synopsis: After finding a decent job he can hold himself with in the long-run, Eiji decided that college was no route to take, given the fact that his main motivation in staying in there had banned him from further competition entry. His parents soon found out about it, to which they forced him out of their apartment, forcing him to live separately from them. Though he resented them at first for doing so, he understood that he had to grow up, to which he moved into his new living quarters near the Higashi-Nippori Gochome at a small apartment complex.
While he was in the midst of moving in, a blonde woman of his age, calling herself "Yukari Yakumo," suddenly appeared before him, wanting someone to confide to, to which he welcomed her in his small abode. She wanted him to meet her friend at the upcoming Higan Festival and he accepted her invitation to it, enabling him to properly introduce himself to them. Jun told him that they were the sole members of the Sealing Club in Tokyo International University. They seemed to be inseparable by nature, to which Eiji was happy about the two.
After sending off his departed lady friend, Elza Shannon, in the Bon Festival, he began to form up unusual objects from time-to-time in his mind. It had caused him to buy a product called
Mechanic Simulator 2068, which he used to help him gain his promotion from Inventory Stock Grunt to Junker in his occupation. During his road to promotion, he came across an ancient spear shaft that was thrown in with some junk materials. It glowed a red hue, which attracted him to take it with him once he was done with his business trip in Kyoto. To this day, despite doing some research on it, the spear part remained to him a mystery why it appeared before him.
During his road to promotion, Yukari frequently visited him during the transition of winter to spring, which he was curious how she was able to visit him so often. She needed help in dealing with an urgent problem she was facing, but he could do nothing to help her, given both his busy schedule and his little knowledge about her predicament. Consequently, she stopped appearing before him, to which he began regretting that he could do nothing to help her deal with her problem. Another friend, he now lost, which had scarred his mind to this day in losing people he knew.
Not all was lost though, to which his newly formed martial art,
Mushinryu Ninjutsu (無心流忍術, Innocent Flow Ninjutsu), was now complete. Wanting to test it, he entered in a martial arts tournament located in Kiyosato, Japan. Little did he knew was the fact that he actually entered in a Youkai Fighting Competition, which fiercely opposed him upon entry. Needless to say, he held his own until the semi-finals, to which his advancement was halted by a competitor named Hong Meiling, a Tai-Chi-Chuan Master. After the fight, she gave him some advice, telling him that those palm strikes he executed on her caused her some trouble. Proud of his newly formed martial art breaching reality, yet knowing that he had a long ways to go to perfecting it, he went on a three-week journey on part of the Tokaido road, studying war manuals and philisohpical martial arts books to reform his martial art.
Several months passed by, to which he was summoned once more to another business trip to western Japan. Upon returning from it, he encountered Renko Usami, a young woman he was introduced to by Yukari back from the Higan Festival two years ago. He insisted she hitch a ride with him, to which she told him to drop her off near Kiyosato, Japan at a mountainside. Wanting to know what she was doing, he followed her, entering in an abandoned shrine that a long lost friend she was searching for once went to. She requested his help, to which he accepted. However, he found not her friend, but a headband that seemed to belong to the Sanada Clan of the Sengoku Age, which caused him to dream of a man similar to his age that began a brigade that tried to save an ancient land that was in peril. It was strange that this headband was linked to the Sanada clan, for the boss' son had the same surname as this particular clan. He hoped that it had no involvement with him, given that he now possessed it and the current whereabouts of the person was unknown.
With all the events that had transpired through these years, Eiji felt as if danger was approaching close to him. Aware of it, he decided to craft a training weapon for such an occasion, using special materials that were resistant to breaking apart. Additionally, he lacquered the ancient spear shaft red, as well as ordering a spear tip for it in order to make a functional weapon out of it. Although these would not be enough for the days to come, he knew he would be prepare for such an occasion in a few months, should it jump to him so suddenly.
The following are journal entries about his survival years, detailing the events:
October 23rd, 2068
90 days has passed and I believe that means that I am done with this probation policy in taking a day off during the time of my future work schedules. It was tough, but I was able to get through it with relative ease. I probably will not be able to write in this journal for a while, since time passes by so fast when one does not have school and instead focuses their attention in the workplace. Soon, however, I will need to have my own place to live in, for my parents will find out soon enough that I am not continuing my education as my parents believe I am...
Sparring sessions were held off at first, but Jun and I were able to procure a day during the weekends per month. The rules are still the same regarding our sparring policy between us two, despite now Jun decided to go to college at Tokyo International University. I wish him luck as he takes on his personal journey to find himself in college. I just hope that he does not end up being lost while doing so like what most students do. Anyways, I have to practice more on my fighting form, as well as learning how to handle electronic and mechanical parts for my job.
December 5th, 2068
Eventually, my parents found out that I was not going to college anymore. When my birthday arrived, they told me that I now have an apartment at the Higashi-Nippori residence at the district of Arakawa-ku of Tokyo Metropolis. And here I am, writing to you, journal, in this place that I should call home. Though I was surprised and angry about this sudden change in living quarters when it did occur, I suppose I should be glad that this was pretty much their final farewell to me, as well as a greeting to being a full-fledged adult. They must have been angry when they finally found out about it, most likely from Jun or the school itself. Well, I have to get back to unpacking before work arrives. I currently work on night shifts, as it is generally the time when it is the coldest to work and given that it is winter, it is also the most reluctant shift that nobody undergoes in this season. No complaints, I suppose?
December 21st, 2068
A blonde woman showed up in front of my door earlier today. She wanted to talk for a while, to which I let her in the apartment. Seeing that she was in need of someone to confide to, I decided to keep her company for a while. It?s strange that she was in search for me, given that she claimed that she knew me from Middle School... Although I do not recall anyone I knew that looked like her back then, she does look strangely familiar to a girl I hung out during that time. She calls herself Yukari Yakumo and we talked for quite a long time. What a weird name, by the way?
I should probably be careful not to give too much information about myself next time. She seemed to be demanding it for some strange reason. Let?s just hope she isn?t after my money or something like that. After all, I really do not like it when door-to-door salesmen start showing up at my door when I?m not at home at all. Got work tomorrow, so yeah, best to head off to bed immediately...
I have to admit: she does cook some really good purple rice... It?s rather tasty.
March 17th, 2069
I am now officially moved into my new home! After finally paying off the rent and other utilities expense and over three months? worth of unpacking and organizing, I now have a place that I could call home! Jun asked me about what the Sealing Club was all about and I told him to just avoid it. He asked me why and I explained that they did not accept anyone that was ordinary. Knowing him, he would try to join it anyways, but I guess it?s his grave if he actually did pass their tryouts. I just hope he knows what he was getting into, considering the fact that a friend of mine that I made in college died upon joining the club.
Jun also plans on going to a special convention during the Higan Festival this year. Apparently, they hosted up a special Battle Theater tournament every three years, which may interest me if I were to participate in it. I might do so, though honestly, I don?t know if I?m ready at all for it...
April 27th, 2069
I haven?t been writing for a bit of time again... During that festival, I saw Yukari once more, to which she was with a brunette woman with a mushroom hat. They seemed to be yearly festival goers to this event, which is good that I got to introduce myself to them. Jun told me later that he knew of them from college, though he did not mention to me that one of them had a nickname. Still, they seem to be nice women, considering that the two were happy being around one another. I look forward to seeing them more often, given that work doesn?t obstruct me as it is at the moment...
June 2nd, 2069
Jun called me, stating that we didn?t have our monthly sparring sessions for the summer. Something about owing money to the University for Classes that he took and that he has to find a job over the summer to cover it. When I attended college, my financial aids and Pell Grants were enough to cover for my classes, while my time as a professional test subject for the institution covered whatever was left on the debt and my books. That debt could be a killer to many who enter in college without precautions of what value the courses are in study at a university, which is part of the reason why I quit college once I got a substantial degree to hold my own. That also meant we could not attend the anime convention that we generally went to this year, though. That?s fine by me, considering the fact that I too am busy with keeping up with paying off on the apartment and utilities and my development on Mushinryu Ninjutsu.
Also, the tournament flyer Jun sent me has piqued my interest. Given that it?s held every three years in the Higan Festival, it?s giving me enough time to prepare for it. Something seemed to be off as I saw these competitors from the tournament held this year. Many seemed to be in costume and appear to look different from the usual person I?ve seen; as if they existed from different planets or from fantasy books. It seems I will have to take up the sword once more when it arrives, despite my status on Kendo tournaments and what great timing than right now. My dad has been testing his own swordsmanship on me to improve himself, which gives me a bit of a sparring partner somewhat! Regardless of how these people appear to be, I look forward to testing my my martial art I?m developing.
August 15th, 2069
I normally do not celebrate the passing of Bon Festival holiday, as many spirits that I have been seeing since my middle school years generally float by aimlessly as bonfires were lit across Japan. However, I feel as if I should, for Elza Shannon died over a year ago. I have yet to pay respects to her, despite the fact that her remains were sent back to the United States to be cremated. The body may have been reduced to ashes, but I know for a fact that her spirit remains around Tokyo somewhere. Perhaps I should make a small wooden boat with a lantern for her to be guided to the spirit world, though I do not know how effective that would help to ease my mind?
October 8th, 2069
Normally, projects do not show up often, but I?ve begun to create unusual objects at times. Right now, I had bought a product from my workplace that was about to expire; a Mechanic Assistant 2068, as what I recall. This product has taught me the basics in repairs and had helped me guide my way to learning my work, so this has piqued my interest in modifying it into a holographic projection in one?s spiritual energy. This may be my largest product bought yet, but I know that I will need this product if I am to look forward for that promotion from Stocker to Junker.
December 7th, 2069
My birthday passed by and my parents sent me a little bit of money to help me sustain my life here. I?m actually doing quite well, despite avoiding moderately long conversations between almost anyone I come in contact with. Aside from the ?business as usual? situations such as needing help or requesting me to fill a shift for a person taking a vacation or day off, I have Yukari Yakumo, who comes every so often to keep me company. It seems like I am cursed in not having many friends, since almost every time that I try to have one, they end up either dead or missing in Japan by Youkai.
Speaking of which, I recalled doing some research about Youkai when I was still attending university classes. These Youkai were mentioned in the historical textbooks as I remembered. It?s strange, considering the fact that finding one would be hard, according to my research. In this day and age, however, it seems as if they had become common to encounter, which that contradicts that they are supposed to be hard to find in today?s time?
Maybe I?ll talk to Yukari about it on her next visit. Perhaps she knows more about it than I?
February 12th, 2070
Yukari has been visiting me often these past few months. Something seems odd about her usual behavior. She seemed to be depressed about a situation that she got into with her friend and what?s happening to her, to which she?s been trying to hug me because of it... At first, I told her to stop hugging me, but she ignored and kept doing so anyways. If it makes her happy, I guess I wouldn?t mind her being close anyways...
Speaking of which, how did she get into my house when I was gone? I always made sure to lock my door every time I get out and come back inside my house to prevent robbers from taking my stuff. It?s strange that she somehow is able to get into my house, even if everything is closed, apparently. Personally, she should call me if she wants to get in my house, since she?s kind of being a stalker to me. I should probably ask about what she got herself into once she comes back again, given that her mood seemed to have worsened each passing day...
March 6th, 2070
A few days ago, we had met. A few days ago, Yukari cooked me purple rice... Two days ago, she had given me a deep hug, to which I thought returning the feelings would ease her pain. I even gave her advice in the current situation she was in, which I stated that she should get it over with before it flustered her mind. Now she did not show herself back to my living quarters as she had promised before she left me just yesterday...
This must be the last time that we would meet one another... I fear that something had happened to her and as much as I would search for her, I just can?t do it. I know that I will not be able to find her anywhere in Tokyo, nor in Japan, or most of all, around the world. It?d be a waste of time, effort, and money to do so... This is just like last time, when Elza died and it was too late to save her from her fate. Only this time, however, I can?t do anything to locate the one that I loved to begin with...
I?m sorry... Yukari Yakumo... This samurai of yours just doesn?t know what to do to start his search for you...
May 23rd, 2070
Out of all the monthly sparring sessions Jun and I undergo, it seems as if I have the upper hand between one another in terms of who has the better fight record. There had been a couple of times that we both knocked each other out, but most of the times, our sessions went up to a judge?s decision. Generally, the one who was defending would have the upper hand in split-decision making, but my pressure mentality in fighting tactics has gotten me far to the point that I nullified many counter moves Jun had attempted in our sessions together. There?s so much more that I have to learn about Mushinryu, yet it seems as if I have hit a plateau right now? Perhaps if I took a bit of aerobics, I could unlock more of its utility this fighting style has to offer me.
Yes, that is what I?m calling my martial art from this day forward!
Also, I joined back in the Kyoshu-ryu Karate Dojo. I?m only doing so because I want to enter in some tournaments and fights while I could still improve on my own martial art. Hopefully, they understand that I need a place that I could associate myself with when joining in tournaments. After all, I?m kind of forced to do so, seeing that most tournaments do not accept people who simply fight on the streets to enter in the competition.
June 16th, 2070
When I came back from home from work, my boss left me a phone message on my message receiver. Apparently, he wanted to be updated on my progress in how his son was doing in the workplace. However, I had to report nothing unusual to him at the moment, since he seems to be a good kid. Why he asked me about him had me questioning if there was some family problem, but I suppose it was something normal, given that he was a father and wanted his kid to work at the company he ran?
I just hope his son really wants to be the one in charge of the company. Preserving past relics, whether electronical or antiques, is vital to those who are collectors of this sort of thing, like me and my video games.
July 18th, 2070
About two weeks ago, I was sent on a business trip to Kyoto, Japan. There, I met another one of the branches of salvagers of our company, which they were using heavy-duty machines in a destruction zone on a train route. They were cleaning up after demolishing the old railways just outside the city as part of reconstructing the railways of the Tokaido Shinkansen route. I was working with the big boys now and despite the fact that I was a small person, I was able to contribute by taking on a support role in terms of keeping their work areas cleaned and their supplies in line. I would have joined in with the heavy lifting, but my small height stature prevented that from happening. While driving to the recycling center to dump off a truck load of unusable objects to be reformed into reusable materials, I saw a strange wooden pole near a house. It shined a faded red hue in a heap of unneeded electronic tools, which a resident of Kyoto had seemingly thrown it out to be taken away by the local recycling company.
I parked the truck and got out to take a look at it. After examining it, I noticed that this was no ordinary pole, for it had a hole shaped like some yin-yang jewel and holes above it where this stick secured something. There also seems to be glowing engravings throughout the shaft. I took it and brought it back home for further examination, but even my educational knowledge have given me a limited amount of research to work with on identifying this object. For now, I will place this pole in a bag and leave it be...
August 21st, 2070
I joined a tournament, participated, and won 4rd place in sparring and forms out of 32 competitors. It seemed to be an open Martial Arts tournament in Kiyosato, Japan, which meant that I was allowed to use Mushinryu Ninjutsu during the sparring part of the tournament. Most of the participants were surprised that I displayed a large amount of aerobics against my opponents. I lost to a female Tai-Chi Chuan master though, who wore a green beret and a Chinese outfit. She was able to stop my movements in its tracks. Makes sense that I lost to her, seeing that she was able to disrupt my flow of motion, causing me to go at the defensive at most times. After the fight, I felt strangely better; my breathing was cleared out ever since I purposely poisoned myself in that tournament years ago. Perhaps it had something to do with her hitting me at those final moments of our bout?
I?m glad that I was able to apply Mushinryu Ninjutsu as a legitimate martial art in real life, given that it is still a fledgling fighting style. It still needs some refinement, since it originates from a video game series. After the tournament, she gave me some advice about economy of movement and taught me some palm strikes for usage in the fighting style that I was developing. I will have to try practicing those kinds of attacks she taught to me as soon as I have time experimenting with them.
September 1st, 2070
I feel as if a spirit journey had called for me in my mind. I had taken off work just recently and the boss allowed me to use my accumulated vacation time off for however long I should within reason. I chose to take three weeks off, given the fact that I do indeed need the break from the machinery and bustle of the labor. This gives me enough time to study the books that I had bought from the internet: The Art of War, the Thirty-Six Strategems, the Book of Five Rings, and the Hagakure. Long ago, I had sought and bought these four unique books from bookstores and the internet and finally, they have an opportunity to be studied thoroughly by me!
I look forward to learning a lot from these texts as I walk through the Kōshū Kaidō, one of five roads that connected Tokyo as a trade route back in the Edo era. In today?s time, it should be labeled as Route 20 in the Japanese Highway System...
September 19th, 2070
Finished the long Spirit Journey on one of five Tokaido roads and now, I had just arrived back at my house in Tokyo, Japan. It was quite interesting, as I learned many things, ranging from the importance of my job, to reflecting a lot about my life until now. I also encountered many interesting people along the road, to which I had made a few contacts here and there. I hope that people can learn a lot if they have the time to take these kinds of journeys before they grow too old in doing so. Along the road though, I?m beginning to feel that someone or something was watching me, but I just can?t quite put my finger on who exactly is doing so... I just hope it?s nothing foreboding that has latched onto me...
October 12th, 2070
The job track that I am currently on has finally noticed my hard work and efforts as a night stocker and had told me that they are considering me for a position for a Junker. I may have to think it through, considering that the job requires me to switch from graveyard shift to a daytime shift. It?s going to be tough to switch around my schedule, but I suppose it comes with the territory, yeah? Still, I?m glad that they appreciate what I do in the job, considering the fact that I tend to work too much for them? Even I do scare myself sometimes with my workaholic attitude, according to what my co-workers comment about me.
November 26th, 2070
Jun bought a van today and showed it to me as finals were approaching for him. Though I thought it was a waste of money for him to do so, I suppose its fine for him to buy himself a car, as that was his decision to do so, not mine. Still, I am a bit jealous that he has his own way of transportation, meaning that he could go almost anywhere with it instead of being stuck taking the subway to go to places. However, traffic here is pretty much a clutter due to the fact that the majority of citizens in Tokyo tend to walk more than drive. I wish him luck on maintaining it, as I hear that taking care of one takes time and effort to keep vehicles operational.
January 2nd, 2071
That?s weird? There?s a book called
Swallowstone Naturalis Historia in my ElPad Library? I opened it and saw who wrote it: Maribel Hearn and Renko Usami. Where have I heard those names from before!? Bah, the book was a bit of a good read, given that it has a good intro. Anywho, I suppose I should devote some time to read it when I can? It might be interesting, heh!
January 29th, 2071
Along the way to driving back from work in the company?s work truck near the evening, a woman in a black mushroom hat was attempting to hitch a ride in Tokyo. At first, I was going to ignore her, despite the fact that I was ahead of schedule, but then something told me that I should at least see where she wanted to go. And so, I did, which she told me to go drop her off at Kiyosato, Japan. Wondering what she was going to do there, given the fact that it was quite a long way from Tokyo, I drove to that destination, per directions she gave me and we arrived at the town. She then told me to drive further north of the town, which brought us to a highway. I dropped her off when she told me to and we parted ways. However, something bugged me; as if my conscious told me to follow her. I found a parking area not far from where she was dropped off at and followed her to wherever she was heading off to.
When I arrived at the staircase that the woman ascended, I noticed a large structure hanging above me upon reaching the top. It was as if one of those shrine gates at Kyoto, Japan were standing here and now, but the key difference was that the paint was worn out, the sign was missing, and the structure itself was weak. Continuing on the poorly conditioned set of stone stairs, I arrived at the top to see that same woman that hitched a ride on the truck I drove here was crying at the center of the grounds. Approaching her, I asked her what was wrong and she told me that she just realized that she could not find a friend that had disappeared some time ago, further stating that this place had the best chances of finding her. She asked for my help and I took up the offer once more. The two of us looked around the grounds for her lost friend.
Unfortunately, we did not find her friend here at this abandoned shrine. What I found strange while I looked around, however, was the fact that I felt rather at home when searching the area. It was weird, for the buildings did not look like a condition of a place to live in, considering the current state it was in. It felt as if I should have known what this place was, yet I did not know it at all. I also found a headband laying down on an abandoned alter within the main building. Upon further investigation, I noticed the insignia of the Sanada Clan on it, to which I recognized it as the headband that the boss? son wore frequently to work! As we went back to the truck with no leads on her friend, I took a last look at the place, feeling as if I should have been at home here, which gave me the chills just looking at it. Perhaps one day, someone would come here and fix it up so it would have visitors bustling around the area once more?
We talked a bit more about each other as I drove her back to Kawagoe, Japan. Usami Renko was her name and she seemed to be a university student there, assuming that she told me to drop her near one of the dormitories of the institution. Something seems to be off about her; as if I had met her from somewhere before? Bah, must be my imagination? It might be best not to think of her as I get back to work. After all, I?m so going to get in trouble once I return this work truck, heh!
February 16th, 2071
...What happened two days ago?? I remembered walking home, and yet, can?t help but recall vague memories about something happening. Next thing I woke up with was a bell on my journal and a love bite on my neck.
My memory?s all a fog after what had happened. Mizunami called me, stating that I had collapsed before entering my apartment yesterday. She helped me get inside my place with the help of the landlord, to which she redressed my wounds and cared for me while I was recovering for a time. Hopefully, she remembered to place my work clothes in the dirty pile of my laundry, for I still need to wash them due to what happened that day.
Hence here I am, writing on this journal today, back at home at the moment? I should probably catch more sleep time, since its cold here and I forgot to pay the heating bill for once? Sometimes, I can?t help but to think that this world works in mysterious ways, especially when someone probably bit me while I was asleep.
February 24th, 2071
I just found out from my father that mother died... He plans on remarrying soon, though I?m against it, given that she had just recently passed away. I just can?t believe that she passed on from this world so soon... She was a good mother, despite the fact that we had different ideals about one another. Come to think of it, the two kept yelling at one another when I was a child, which in a way; I missed that around my house.
I still don?t know why father wants to remarry... Probably to kill the sadness that he?s having right now. I just hope it has nothing to do with an affair or anything...
May 5th, 2071
Apparently, the boss? son went missing from existence these days. Strange that this kid had disappeared from his parents, for he seemed to be a good man in my eyes when I talked to him about life ahead of him. I do recall his name being Yusuke Sanada and I sincerely hope that he did not get into a heated argument with his parents nor had trouble in school by his peers. Though his parents offered a reward in terms of a promotion in the facility for finding him, all I could really do is hope for the best for the three of them.
Speaking of which, that headband I found back at the end of January better not have had any involvement in it. I should probably avoid thinking about it from here on out?
June 20th, 2071
I was sorting out my apartment once more and while doing so, I dug up a half-mask that was given to me from some time ago. Thanks to these journal writings I made, I was reminded that it was a replica mask from that star actor from that Noh performance back in my high school years, which inspired me to take on a History Major back in college. Looking at this mask gave me an air of calmness; as if every situation that happened to me back then suddenly felt as light as a feather. For the record, I have to tell that star performer from that Noh performance back then how much I owed her for showing me the path throughout the years? Additionally, this mask would probably looks great on my samurai armor, so I hope many people would recognize me as a legitimate samurai, now that I have a mask to cover myself to look more like a warrior from historical japan!
August 28th, 2071
Woohoo!! Got promoted to Junker! Passed my electrical and machines exams and now, I?m on my way to fixing old things! Now, I can actually bring in the dough and start investing! Jun told me that I should start investing and saving up my money, in case if there was an emergency, so now, I could finally take his advice into heart.
September 27th, 2071
I?ve been having strange dreams as of late. It?s got something to do about a young man who was being forced by his parents and some unknown organization to vote for some woman running for President of the United States. It was quite weird, considering that he seemed to be involved in trying to save a land in peril, despite everyone objected his tactics in doing so. Consequently, objecting him brought upon their doom because an invasion happened soon after, causing him to mentally break down? I? just hope that these dreams do not get in the way of my life, for they have been constantly making me wake up early in the morning, despite me wanting to just have a good night sleep from a hard day?s work.
October 12th, 2071
I?ve decided to make a training weapon for myself. I have this blueprint created to craft a wooden sword, using many materials. This is no regular wooden sword; however, for I had decided to pour some kind of copper metal within the carved wood I had dug up from a source on the internet given to me from Elza long ago so long now. It was tiring trying to encase the metal in the wood, but it should be worth it, given the fact that the lead basing that was coated inside the wood is holding up the metal rather well. This prevents the metal from burning up as it is poured in the wood. I just hope that everything sticks together, as I am currently melting the copper down. It?s a good thing that I made these multipurpose shock gloves a year ago because it melted the metal down into a soldering agent within minutes.
December 11th, 2071
I?ve been hearing that some brown-haired individual was wandering through Tokyo for days on the news feeds that I?ve been subscribed to. Never knew who she was, and yet, a feeling of mine tells me that I should pay attention to her movements. Additionally, I?ve been seeing purple rice being cooked in my rice cooker these days. I?m grateful that food is being cooked here once in a while I?m at work, but I can?t shake the feeling that someone?s been tampering with my cooking materials at home lately, despite it being left perfectly intact.
Still, I have yet to know what this wooden pole was. The only information I found out about the object was that it claimed to be a set that came in 3 parts for an ancient spear that I did not quite catch its exact function. I just hope it?s not cursed at all?
Speaking of spear parts, I ordered a steel yari tip for it. I also lacquered the shaft a red color to resemble a familiar spear that belonged to a famed samurai named Yukimura Sanada, the red-clad samurai who made a final attempt at taking Tokugawa Ieyasu?s life at the final battle of Osaka Castle in the Sengoku Era. I know that the color does not quite match my clothing choice for my samurai outfit, but it was the only color available that would work on wood at the local art store. The tip won?t come in until late February; during the apartment?s cleanup period. I hope my inbox would be kind to keep it there for me when I am at my parents? at the time. I can?t wait to have my first real weapon, aside from the practice sword I am almost finished completing.