In defiance of all etiquette, the 14-year-old boy with the three-stringed instrument looks up at him.
"I'm in the middle of a story," he mutters, with all the polite confidence of someone who has a Busking License . . . or assumes they don't Need One.
He returns to his audience, watching his folded-paper drama intently. The boy keeps playing music on his shamisen, the folded paper responding magically to his music. "But Hanzo knew his loyal samurai would not be trapped by a mere pit for long -"
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"I'm in the middle of a story," he mutters, with all the polite confidence of someone who has a Busking License . . . or assumes they don't Need One.
He returns to his audience, watching his folded-paper drama intently. The boy keeps playing music on his shamisen, the folded paper responding magically to his music. "But Hanzo knew his loyal samurai would not be trapped by a mere pit for long -"