Masaru calmly looked at the girl, scanning her, his eyes sweeping her as he looked at her from head to toe. Masaru then looked forward, ahead of him, now seemingly oblivious to the girl who just said "hi" to him. [hider=Masaru's Thoughts]"My lord," A messenger, his white rags filthy, walked into the tea room. Masaru show his eyebrow up while sipping his tea, which usually meant, "What do you need?" The messenger, taken aback, stopped himself at the start of the tea room, which was two meters apart from where Masaru was calmly sitting at, sipping away at his tea. "It is time." Masaru looked down at the tea cup, looking down at the very small and baby-ish White Lotus, which was carefully planted inside of his tea cup by Masaru's daughter, who was soon to be wed. Masaru, without further acknowledging the messenger, simply nodded. ---- Masaru, in nothing but a white robe, walked down the aisles of his own men, staring at him, anticipating him to do something, something stupid, something that wouldn't kill him, but this would be dishonorable. Masaru, after finally reaching the end of the aisle, stared at the current Shogun and smirked. "I wish this didn't have to happen..." The Shogun said as he sat down, dread in his eyes from what is about to happen to his dearest friend. "As do I, but we all know that this is the way of our life," Masaru said as he knelt down, turning towards the aisles of his own men. "I must fully commit to sodoku, or else I will be dishonorable to my own men." At the word of "sodoku," the shogun was taken aback, and so was Masaru's own men. "Sodoku?" One of Masaru's men whispered to someone else. "Perhaps the old man meant to say Seppuku?" The other man replied. Masaru stripped off his white robe, revealing his chest, which was glorious and shining with the gleam of the sun, of course this was anything but the truth. Masaru, after looking at his men one last time, grabbed the Tanto which was laid neatly in front of him and poured it in fresh, sparkling water. "Goodbye, old friend," The shogun said. "As to you..." Masaru then thrust the Tanto towards his chest area, a piercing and sharp pain going through his body. [hider2=What's Really in his Head][i]Seppuku time?[/i] Masaru asked himself in his head. "Seppuku time," Masaru said.[/hider2][/hider] Masaru, after moments of self sobbing in his head, than looked up to find someone talking on the stage, still feeling self defeated, however.