by koh_sefu
One evening, a ghost from Tasuké’s past walks back into his life. A childhood friend he hasn’t seen in years appears at his door, and the two share drinks like old times.But something is wrong. The laughter feels forced.The air feels sharp. The friend has come with a purpose he cannot bring himself to say aloud. At Tasuké’s side rests Kani-kichi—a sword that speaks, and sees more than it lets on. This is the story of a man who once severed his past—and of one quiet night by the sea,when that past came for him.
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