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They say we hurt most the ones who love us. Not wittingly, just, by accident.
Mine is a story similar to that. Well, I suppose mine was not an accident, but you'll see what I mean.
Let me introduce myself properly before we begin this journey-- my father, a lawyer by trade, one in which I also find myself, would be appalled with me for not having done so already. He would bow crisply and utter his name like a command. Almost like a bark, but not to intimidate; he has always been brief by nature, though I never acquired that particular habit.
I am Chiba Mamoru esquire, second son of Chiba Itoku esquire.
Titles never did sit well with me. Esquire. It exudes a sort of self importance that doesn't sit well with my current image--no, there are many titles that would suit my current aesthetic: drunkard, blackguard, lush.
No, lush is too evocative, too feminine to describe me. Lush is the sway of the geisha's robe as she pours sake. Lush is the smell of Hino Rei's perfume. Lush is the texture of Sazaki Usagi's hair.
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Author's Note: Hello and welcome.
I don't like having too much exposition related details in the author's note, so I won't. This is the preface, and I promise a longer first chapter.
I am looking for a beta, just to proof initially, and as time progresses (my muse dries up) help in a wider capacity… I am not to demanding as far as time goes, just a few minutes here and there before a new chapter gets published.