"Honestly Ren, you've been wearing that Kimono for the past fifty years. Why not buy a new one?" Hone - Onna complained loudly.
"But, it's my first piece of clothing! When the trends change I'll wear something else. Anyway, look at you, you haven't changed your Kimono sine the day you died!"
"Here they go again." Wanyudo muttered as he walked outside to admire the ever setting sun in their garden. "They make such a cute couple too. Maybe their arguing is a sign of affection?" Wanyudo laughed softly to himself as he went to sit under the great tree that countless people had stood in front of to ask Ai to take revenge on their enemies. The old man closed his eyes in thought as he wondered why he had agreed to take on such a heavy and unfulfilling job. Just as he started to drift off into deep thought he heard footsteps close by, and so inconspicuously opened one eye to see Ren slouching off to the furthest end of the garden muttering something angrily to himself. Ah, they've fallen out again, Wanyudo thought as he allowed himself to drift off once again.
Meanwhile, Ren had decided that he wanted to escape from the ever critical and cruel Hone - Onna and had wandered off to the far end of the garden so that he could go think in peace. "Stupid woman. Maybe I like this Kimono. Just because I've been wearing it for the last fifty years doesn't mean that I should have to change it. Honestly, if anyone should change their clothes it should be her, the old hag." Ren continued to mutter under his breath as he sat and looked out onto the lake that surrounded the house. Ren sighed heavily. "If only I could understand why she acts this way." He said frustrated by his lack of knowledge on the topic of human nature. As Ren thought about why Hone - Onna was acting coldly towards him Wanyudo approached. The old man settled down on the grassy bank next to Ren, and looked at the young man reassuringly. "There's no need to worry Ren. Humans are difficult to understand but I guarantee that by the end of the century you'll have a good understanding of what their like."
"Really? I highly doubt that." Ren mumbled sullenly. Wanyudo placed a hand on Ren's shoulder, and after giving him an encouraging smile, stood up and walked back towards the house. "Hone - Onna's made tea if you want some." The old man called back. Ren nodded, and decided that he didn't want to go back to the house for a while, after all he hated the tea that Hone - Onna served when performing the tea ceremony. Ren shuddered at the thought of having to drink it. Slowly, he lay down in the long, soft grass and looked up towards the pink - red sky and felt the calming colours wash over him. He smiled and closed his eyes.