"I'm actually 30"

Ngh.

I‘m looking for soybeans whenever they appear.

Couldn’t demons just stay in those folktales and stories you’d tell to scare children?

That blond demon—-why is everyone a Shogunate dog but I’m a ‘bitch’?! I’m a guy too! That absolute—

He’s biting his tongue. That’s not worth it. No, no it’s not—

To think this suitor chose Yukimura-Senpai...That poor girl.

Amawhatshisname—I’d almost say he’s moral, but there’ll be a reason he’s teamed up with these two. His hands didn’t even shake when he split Heisuke’s head plate. At least that’s a skill to be respected.

Checking back in the morning:

Black..? Oh! The ink, you mean.

Writing is vital to my job. Eventually, it got tedious to wash it all off when I’d have to work with ink again right after. Gloves at least keep everything else from getting stained; by me, that is.

(But why are both black?)

Aren’t you a bold one, hm?

Funny you mention these men, I’ve learned quite a lot from them, like with:

Itou-I knew I’d be most comfortable with his pretentious, ‘holier-than-thou’ kind. A dime a dozen among scholars; I could put up with him all day. Since I must’ve proven to not be as ‘barbaric’ as the others, I suppose we get along, we do have quite some interests in common. I almost freaked when he suddenly met my brother, but to my surprise…he got along with him quite well.

Miki..Ngh. If it’s between his brother’s infinite ramble about the latest kimono patterns and his constant tapping on the Tsuka whenever we talk I’d pick the elder one. He made me nervous when I first saw him, no one was this bold here to pull a sword on me when I’m unarmed…

Then his brother started crying to me about his poor “brother dearest” whose swordplay was so unripe as a captain’s, how worried he was for him in battle-

Ha. You bet I grew less worried. But now I understand the source of his ego: it must be difficult, lying in big brother’s shadow.

As of now, I think playing brainless should get him off my back: “Oh. This isn’t your Haori? It’s too big? Tongue click I’m so sorry, must’ve gone blind. Please wait while I wash yours..”

He snickers some and shakes the head at his own little vengeance.

Hijikata was right, Takeda is a tricky one. Not only must you be an utterly stupid paige, you must be a stupid paige that feeds his ego like it’s a starving hound. I’m hopeful with enough bowing, apologising and complimenting his height he’ll stop suspecting I’ve got some secret of the Shinsengumi to keep.

A “Type”, maybe..

Someone older? Too vague, isn’t it?

Perhaps it’s conditioned by the fact I’ve been raised and surrounded only by teachers, but the men and women I’ve met taught me wonderful things; Things I thought to only see in ukiyo-e and some fantasy realm that reality couldn’t try to compete with.

Just a jikoshōkai? Why- if you ask, you will always receive.

Akamatsu Sō, next in our family line of Dutch Interpreters.

By our counting, I am 23.

Me and Kōsaku were both born in Nagasaki and our family’s private school is based there as well.

Hobbies..Hobbies…

I’m afraid teaching and writing eats up most of my time—But I love reading whatever novels we could get from overseas, considering I know all of our Japanese classics quite well already. Now that I’m qualified for Dutch, I‘d been focusing on English more..as a “just in case” plan, you could say. Most of it has been put on ice since I’ve been researching how to educate Kōsaku best.

Relationship? Well..

Hijikata, he’s a farmer by the books even if his looks betray. Never saw that type in the upper class, so I’m careful with him and my words.

We’re on tense terms. He’s got a steely-eyed look that, if I wasn’t trained to stay cool under scrutiny of superiors, surely would've crushed me.

Kondou..I don’t tend to trust men that apologise easily. But as he’s a father himself, I’d trust him with my brother most.

He shivers some, before speaking.

Sannan..as someone who’s familiar with Ochimizu, it’s never a good sign seeing someone actively infatuated with it. He’s telling me we’ve got the same goal, I don’t see it.

I almost lost it when he told me I should be ‘proud’ how my brother turned out. It’s tough not to slip with him.

Shinpachi…Heh—He’s fun. Haven’t laughed that loud in a while. And honestly, he really surprised me with his literature knowledge, it’s enough so that we caught ourselves debating for hours in Shimabara until we got kicked out, repeatedly!

He’s as transparent as a glass window, but I like that.

Okita.

Chaos element.

Each time he appears out of heavenknowswhere, I get my first, second and tenth heart attack and he asks me if I like the Kyoto weather—

But…he's ‘hot’ and cold, I understand why his subordinates are intimidated by him.

Mh..it’s like with wild animals: Turn your gaze from them and you’ll be showing your neck and weakness.

So my tip to you dear, is to look him straight in the eye instead.

//Lil' Okita/Sō Bonus:

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Aye!

To develop him some more and see if I need any more sprites for this bloke, I wanted to start a lil’ Q&A for Sō. Any question goes, nsfw, sfw, Confucian-You ask, he’ll answer(He ain’t used to that much free time anyway)~