"I was elected as clan head, something I'd expected if I ever returned, but I found it to be more troublesome than anything at the time… It meant obligations, responsibility and a lot of work… so I didn't get to see her for quite some time."
He sighed again, well aware that his grandfather was unamused by his behavior, but too lost in thoughts to really care.
I want to see her…
"Nishiki! Pay attention!"
A rolled up piece of paper hit the back of his head and he lost his balance, his elbows sliding off the table and his chin hitting it roughly. Nursing his now sore chin, he let out a huff and sent his grandfather a displeased look, his tail twitching.
His grandfather sent him a glare, but his expression seemed to soften a little bit as Nishiki's ears dropped and his expression soured.
"I miss her, Ojii-sama…" he mumbled, sighing once again. "I know that I'm responsible for the clan now. I understand that… But… you've always told me that when a person helps you, you should repay them properly, and that… that you should treasure your friends."
"Nishiki…"
He couldn't deny the guilt he felt, and he knew it was making him a bad clan leader.
"Maybe… maybe you should've picked someone else, Ojii-sama…"
Because I'm not sure I can be the clan leader you want me to be.