Mitsui was quiet as he regarded the familiar. This was quite the predicament he was in. He knew the man well and never felt any better about being associated with the bat-like creature. Karasuko was also powerful enough that he didn't want to anger her. She had been the one to approach him originally, knowing of his training and the desire he held for one of Shibusen's greatest allies. Here, though, he was presented with a choice. Continue his work for the witches to exact revenge on the murderer who killed both his father and his father's master before him...or save this girl, the greatest enemy to the witches after her notorious parents. On one hand, there was no coming back from a betrayal of that size. He couldn't escape the bat and Karasuko would come quickly enough if she heard of his betrayal...so the only choice would be to fight his way out. On the other hand...

The young swordsman shut his eyes, hand reaching for his sword slowly. When he opened them again, he drew his sword, the metal sliding against the sheath slowly. "...This goes against my teaching," he stated quietly. As his sword was drawn, he held it before him for a moment before bringing it down...right in front of the young Weapon. "I will not raise my blade to children. She is harmless to us. You will let her go..." He let out a small, almost imperceptible sigh. "...or you will have to go through me to get to her."

This was a stupid decision. The witches would kill him for this. He wouldn't be able to avenge his father if the witches hunted him down. However...he wouldn't throw away his honor. If revenge cost him that, even his father, the man who wanted that Meister's death above all else, would roll in his grave. He could not dishonor the masters before him in such a way. Their teachings would not draw the blood of children.