[The feed clicks on, Mitsunari seated outside of the Fuurin Kazan dojo, the one once owned by Yukimura Sanada. A sign next to the entrance is now adorned with a peculiar
crest - it would seem that the daimyo has finally gotten around to personalizing the dojo after Yukimura's disappearance.]After some lamenting, I have come to decide that the dojo
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May actually be trotting back in forth while Mitsunari is getting to making the feed. Though this time around, a trail of water seems to be following after her, perhaps unseen but she's guiding the water with the brush to tend to watering the flowers. Like a boss.]
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Hm... It must have rained overnight.
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Sits on her rump, beaming at the flowers with pride, the garden just becomes brighter and brighter.]
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Mitsunari looks over to Masahiro and clicks his tongue, snapping his fingers to call the dog over.]
Come here, dog.
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A glance back to the flowers, which seem comfortable now, allowing the sun's heat to comfort them- only then does she trot on over.]
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...Even if he treats her as such most of the time.]
I trust you have heard my announcement?
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A light tilt to the side now, what about it?]
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[He knows the dog will behave but he still feels the need to assert his dominance over her.]
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And that's herself. Sits upon her rump, raising a leg to scratch at an ear in a lazy manner.]
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