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[reprizesal]

[Perhaps you're going out on a walk during this nice, sunny day. Or maybe you're returning from working in the fields or tending to the horses. Important work to be done, or simply relaxing for the swords who aren't sent out onto a sortie or an expedition. However one may choose to fill their time at this point, they would have to walk past this tree at one point.

Until a persimmon dropped onto the ground near them. Or if they're unlucky, it dropped onto their head.]

...Ah.

[Sitting up on one of the tree branch above them, looking down with an awkward and mildly sheepish expression, is Sayo.]

...Sorry. I dropped it by accident.

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[heiwana]

[ Sayo plz. Kousetsu was looking for his younger brother actually, so maybe it was destiny that that persimmon hit him on the head?! Either way he'll frown and pick it up before turning his gaze upward at the young tantou. ]

...Sayo. Are you alright? [ Nevermind he just got hit on the head with a freakin persimmon. Bruh how did you even get up there. Kousetsu is always one to worry so don't mind him. His blank expression now harbors something of concern. ]

[reprizesal]

[But Kousetsu, persimmons. But more seriously, Sayo have a fondness for the fruit and wishes to get as much as he can carry. Although he's a little alarmed that Kousetsu got hit by the persimmon.]

...Yes, I am. Are you alright, Kousetsu?

[It's a persimmon. It's impossible for it to hurt swords like them. But seeing his older brother did make him feel a bit embarrassed and worried.]

[heiwana]

[ He ain't even mad little bro. No worries. It happens. Still Kousetsu will fold his arms into the sleeves of his robes, nodding at the question. ]

...Yes I am fine. [ He'll tilt his head inquiringly again. ]

Do you need any assistance? [ Since it kinda looks like you got your hands full there. But he knows that Sayo is more than capable of doing things on his own. Kousetsu is just a worrywort sometimes. ]

[reprizesal]

[It's true, Sayo can handle most things by himself within reasonable limits. As reasonable as they can be for swords like them. On the other hand...]

...Yes. I need a basket. If I get down...I might drop them.

[The persimmons. Sure, he can wash them later. But he doesn't want them to get too bruised.]