BLOOD BOURNE

CHAPTER 5

DISCORD.

Hanzō Koharumaru walked into the house still holding Rokai's hand. He was actually impressed with what he saw.

Very few things impressed him.

During the few months of his departure, Naoki had been busy.
The scattered little house he had once known now looked like the cottage of a wealthy merchant.

After the death of Jimmu's mother, Naoki had inherited a reasonable sum of money, being her only living relative.
She had no intention of using the money at first, since she believed she didn't deserve something that came off Jimmu's death.

But evidently, she had a change of heart.

The door of the house itself was changed from the former termite devoured bamboo constructed slab, to a hand polished mahogany door.

He noticed the floors were now made of perfectly selected marbles. The kitchen was a different story entirely.
Brand new pots and utensils were perfectly hung over a newly built fireplace.
He also noticed the new metal oven beside it.

As he walked into his bedroom, he was greeted by a new mahogany bed, sitting comfortably on a marble tiled floor. He could feel his heart grinning, something he regretted immediately.
Hanzō was someone who never showed any kind of emotion.
You couldn't even tell if he was angry.

Just then, he heard a Crash coming from the kitchen.
With speed almost superhuman, he reached the kitchen, to find Rokai staring back at him.

"Is Everything alright?". Hanzō said trying to hide his paranoia.

"Yes..." Rokai stared at him not sure what was going on.

"...I was just looking for some food".
Hanzō had been so lost in his thought, he didn't notice Rokai let go of his hand.

"Oh... Well if that is the case, carry on". Rokai got back to his food hunting, like nothing happened.

The rest of the evening ticked by in the most annoying way possible.
Rokai couldn't believe the number of ill lucks he had that day.

First, there was the parting with Kiko, and then there was the return of Hanzō Koharumaru which drove his little mind crazy anytime he thought about it.

To crown it all, the day refused to end and his mother was nowhere to be found.
Exhausted, he strolled around the house looking for something play worthy.

As he wandered around the house, he paused suddenly. he could swear he heard a whisper come from Hanzō's room.
There was no one else in the house. He wondered who Hanzō could be talking to. Perhaps it was only his imagination.

Despite his fear of his uncle, his curiosity got the better of him.

As he crept to take a peek, something in him knew it was a bad idea but just couldn't resist.

He slowly opened the door and stop when there was just enough space for his eyes.
To his relief and also his dissapointment, he found Hanzō on his knees, whispering some sought of incantation that made him shiver.
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The silence was interrupted by the door creaking.
Naoki entered the house, and was shocked by what she saw.

"Uncle Hanzō?... I Is that you?" she said in disbelief.
"I thought I was hearing things when people said they saw you walking home with Rokai". She started walking towards him.
"It's been a long time". She paused when she discovered she was talking too fast.

"A long time indeed child. It's feels good to be back in Kōga". He started.
"there's indeed no place like home".

"well... It's good to have you back" she lied.