[ This really is the same man from his memory. Abuto doesn't look like he's changed much at all, with the exception of aging a few years. Kamui remembers how big a shadow he used to cast; he had to crank his neck back all the way just to get a good look at his face. Abuto doesn't look quite so big now ... ]
Nope. But I have a good guess. [ Why else would a man send his second-in-command, his most trusted subordinate and friend, to see his only son? To keep an eye on him, of course. Kamui isn't too pleased with the thought. It's not because of some adolescent defiance, but he finds Umibouzu weak. His father has gone soft over the years, throwing away the life he was supposed to lead in favour of some boring, mundane home life. He doesn't want the lackey of a guy like that trying to keep tabs on him. ]
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Nope. But I have a good guess. [ Why else would a man send his second-in-command, his most trusted subordinate and friend, to see his only son? To keep an eye on him, of course. Kamui isn't too pleased with the thought. It's not because of some adolescent defiance, but he finds Umibouzu weak. His father has gone soft over the years, throwing away the life he was supposed to lead in favour of some boring, mundane home life. He doesn't want the lackey of a guy like that trying to keep tabs on him. ]
So, do you think you can keep me in line, Abuto?