My Daughter

I have a daughter… Very interesting? *looks amused*
She seems to be quite different from me… Bah she didn’t even get my golden eyes nor my confident smirk! Oh well win some and lose some, by the way she looks however I have a very bad feeling she’s a stubborn as I am… Stubborness is my specialty and not her mothers. That I am -certain-.
She likes rocks for some reason. I wonder why? Well rocks are good for kicking and this crazy writer of mine said something about throwing it to a rival writer etc. etc. *chuckles*
I wonder if this girl will be as rambunctious as my two other boys…
Saitou-san you had three boys in history…
*looks around* Eh… WHAT??? Now how did -that- happen? Ah the more the merrier and I shall teach them the way of bushidou. The life of honor and self-respect. But before all that I think I shall teach them about Makoto… About my comrades and my life in the Bakumatsu.
Saitou-san remember you are speaking to children!
*looks around and scowls*
Come out you coward and show yourself!
*sharpens katana*
*grins* Did I tell anyone that I just bought a second hand katana? Unsigned of course, just the way I like them…
Oh yes back to my daughter… Perhaps I should get some sticks. It would be good to teach her the basics of “swordplay” early. Hmmm… And while I’m at it, I want to buy Makoto-chan a nice green kimono and she better not trip and bruise herself or I shall go ballistic.
*walks out*