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Takekura "Musasahi" Gen blinked, and then narrowed his eyes at the man in front of him innocently. "Hey, don't look at me, I'm just the messenger!" he squeaked, before muttering under his breath, "stupid scarhead."
Musashi raised an eyebrow. The man flushed and muttered something foul-sounding under his breath before taking a deep breath. "Can you, or can you not make the…construct?"
Musashi eyed the plans thoughtfully. The plans were solid…if the use a bit odd. "Sure. I can make it. Out of curiosity, what is he planning to do with it?"
The man who had been about to leave, turned around and smirked at him, "His dog is going to live there." He stated before leaving.
Musashi stared at the door and then back at the plans and licked his lips nervously. The plans were a bit extravagant for a dog, but something this size…
Musashi shuddered, pushing the image away and got ready to leave to inspect the property.
But, hard as he tried not to think about it, he had to wonder: what type of dog did Potter-san have that required so much room?