"Its either now or never, if I don't leave this place today then I don't
think I'd ever be able to work up the courage to go," Michinaga thought
aloud.
Michinaga searched the entire house looking for Kobeyashi and it took him a while before he finally found him sitting in the garden. He realized that his master was meditating he sat and joined him in reflection. They sat in silence for over thirty minutes until Kobeyashi stood.
"Oh good afternoon Michinaga, I was not aware of your presence. How are you doing today?"
"I'm fine I guess, but I wanted to talk to you about something."
"Well then speak up lad."
"Well I appreciate everything you've done for me these past twenty years. However I've decided that I not only want but need a life of absolute freedom, I need to leave. No offense, but I want to do more than just sumo wrestle."
After an awkward silence Kobeyashi answered, "You are right, you should be able to go out and live for yourself. When I got you I did it so that I could have a small version of me around and when you changed I thought wow, this is great I have someone to carry on my legacy you know a son almost. But as time passed I realized how weird my life was, I mean I have been training you to be another me since you had transformed. I have not allowed you to live freely and I feel guilty for it and yet for the past ten years that I have felt responsible I changed nothing and said nothing. However I hope that since you came to me to leave rather than flee that maybe you can forgive me."
Mic couldn't believe how easy it was, he had wasted almost two unnecessary years, agonizing how he should tell Kobeyashi that he wanted to leave.
"So I can leave?"
"Yes, you are not a prisoner here, you never were. If you were willing to come to me I would have allowed you to leave years ago."
"Thank you, Master of course I can forgive you."
Mic hugged him in gratitude and started to head for the house to prepare for his departure.
"Wait a second, you need to hear this! Just because you will be living on your own does not mean that you should discard the lessons and values that I have taught you. Especially the fact that you are very different and it may be near impossible for people to understand or even tolerate you. Take caution, believe in yourself, and most importantly do not lack courage."
"Thank you, I will be sure to heed your advice."
Mic walked into the house and tossed some food, comics, and manga into a bag and zipped it up. He left his room and was turning into the hall when he noticed that Kobeyashi was blocking his path down the stairs.
"Aw, don't tell me that you have changed your mind?"
"No of course not, I came to give you something that might aid you on your 'journey'. When I thought about you leaving it made me think about something I had stored in the shed, so here."
"A pair of nunchucks?"
"The world in which you are about to face is very hostile and dangerous, you might need them to make life a little more fair."
Mic nodded and put them with the other things in his bag. Then he bowed and made his way out of the house and then finally was out past the gate.
Michinaga searched the entire house looking for Kobeyashi and it took him a while before he finally found him sitting in the garden. He realized that his master was meditating he sat and joined him in reflection. They sat in silence for over thirty minutes until Kobeyashi stood.
"Oh good afternoon Michinaga, I was not aware of your presence. How are you doing today?"
"I'm fine I guess, but I wanted to talk to you about something."
"Well then speak up lad."
"Well I appreciate everything you've done for me these past twenty years. However I've decided that I not only want but need a life of absolute freedom, I need to leave. No offense, but I want to do more than just sumo wrestle."
After an awkward silence Kobeyashi answered, "You are right, you should be able to go out and live for yourself. When I got you I did it so that I could have a small version of me around and when you changed I thought wow, this is great I have someone to carry on my legacy you know a son almost. But as time passed I realized how weird my life was, I mean I have been training you to be another me since you had transformed. I have not allowed you to live freely and I feel guilty for it and yet for the past ten years that I have felt responsible I changed nothing and said nothing. However I hope that since you came to me to leave rather than flee that maybe you can forgive me."
Mic couldn't believe how easy it was, he had wasted almost two unnecessary years, agonizing how he should tell Kobeyashi that he wanted to leave.
"So I can leave?"
"Yes, you are not a prisoner here, you never were. If you were willing to come to me I would have allowed you to leave years ago."
"Thank you, Master of course I can forgive you."
Mic hugged him in gratitude and started to head for the house to prepare for his departure.
"Wait a second, you need to hear this! Just because you will be living on your own does not mean that you should discard the lessons and values that I have taught you. Especially the fact that you are very different and it may be near impossible for people to understand or even tolerate you. Take caution, believe in yourself, and most importantly do not lack courage."
"Thank you, I will be sure to heed your advice."
Mic walked into the house and tossed some food, comics, and manga into a bag and zipped it up. He left his room and was turning into the hall when he noticed that Kobeyashi was blocking his path down the stairs.
"Aw, don't tell me that you have changed your mind?"
"No of course not, I came to give you something that might aid you on your 'journey'. When I thought about you leaving it made me think about something I had stored in the shed, so here."
"A pair of nunchucks?"
"The world in which you are about to face is very hostile and dangerous, you might need them to make life a little more fair."
Mic nodded and put them with the other things in his bag. Then he bowed and made his way out of the house and then finally was out past the gate.