Chapter 25
A/N I want to thank all of you who have reviewed my story so far! Special thanks go out to a pair of RW authors who are favorites of mine that I whole heartedly recommend that you check out. The first one is Rouge Ronin, who has created a character called Kaye and pairs her up a great deal with Kento. She is one of my favorites, and you should, if you get a chance, check out her work! Another big thanks goes out to my online little sister IcefireLadyRoninofHope, aka Icefire2. My little sister may not be the greatest speller, but between the two of us, we have written some very interesting material! So, please, check out their work, and leave them some reviews! And, as anyone who knows authors, we THRIVE on reviews!
After dinner, and Kayura's visit, everyone relaxed. Sunday was a day for relaxation and religious services. Monday, James went back on the road, expanding on the area that he had started already. That evening, he followed up on his notes, and had a chess match with Rowen. He still lost, but it was much closer than the previous time. Tuesday was more sales work and stretching with Cye. Wednesday, after he was done with his sales work, he stopped by the shop he and Cye had visited over the weekend.
As he entered the shop Reko Togoma was there waiting for him. "Greetings James Ferino-san" he stated, his eyes lighting up with glee, as he escorted him to the back of the store. "I think that what I have here, will more than exceed your expectations" he told the young man.
As James' eyes adjusted to the lower light in the back, he could see all the wood working that was done back there. But one item caught his eyes: A heavily wrapped package in brown wrapping paper. Something told him that THIS was the practice blade that he had requested. He carefully took the package and looked at the man in front of him. This package felt slightly off to him!
Togoma saw the look in James eyes, and quickly explained. "When I was building the practice blade, I went and built a second blade, a mirror sword if you will, to it. I hope that you are not displeased" he stated.
James gave him a polite smile. "I have no objection to the second blade. It may come in handy with my practice" he told the older gentleman. A few words later, the American equivalent of $25 was exchanged, and James took the blades back to the mansion with him. He could hardly wait to get the feel of the wooden swords in practice against any of the Ronins.