While the Kazekage tower was the sometimes official residence of the Kazekage, it remained on paper the sometimes residence of the Steward as well. Funny thing was that the Steward had lived in the tower longer than both Raizo and Katsuo did. When the Steward’s harshest critics could not take away his residency in the tower in his long chronicles career that was decades old now. Throughout the years the tower had changed for good and for ill. Sometimes the tower ... blew up, other times it needed major renovations because someone had a temper tantrum. Sometimes a darker power was unleashed and damaged the tower. The reign of Raizo thus far had been quiet ... at least for the tower.
The Steward was to meet for twice weekly report with Raizo. He was slightly behind in schedule. He had been visiting his ward Okibi. Sousuke had seemed to be happier lately since the return of his Prime Ward. For the most part there was happiness in the Takahashi household and not the grim stoicism that the man had been known to have. It was rare to see the Steward smile. The expression was most foreign and while the Steward had smiled before it seemed like his face would crack. This was not the case now. The look almost seemed natural. It could be considered charming even.
The Steward waited for Raizo in the office. The Steward was wearing his flesh suit to the meeting. It was very much the norm for the man these days. There were still a good amount of people who were unaware of the Steward’s present state of existence. If anything it was a very well kept secret, that or people just did not care or understand the matter at all. Raizo didn’t seem to comprehend the situation, but then again Raizo was a person who took things at face value. Such things to him were considered trifles. If it were Raizo’s uncle, then such a man would have a different insight or would see the situation as something far more dramatic.
The Steward remained seated. His eyes shifted to his watch. Right on the hour and Raizo should be here soon enough.
The Steward was to meet for twice weekly report with Raizo. He was slightly behind in schedule. He had been visiting his ward Okibi. Sousuke had seemed to be happier lately since the return of his Prime Ward. For the most part there was happiness in the Takahashi household and not the grim stoicism that the man had been known to have. It was rare to see the Steward smile. The expression was most foreign and while the Steward had smiled before it seemed like his face would crack. This was not the case now. The look almost seemed natural. It could be considered charming even.
The Steward waited for Raizo in the office. The Steward was wearing his flesh suit to the meeting. It was very much the norm for the man these days. There were still a good amount of people who were unaware of the Steward’s present state of existence. If anything it was a very well kept secret, that or people just did not care or understand the matter at all. Raizo didn’t seem to comprehend the situation, but then again Raizo was a person who took things at face value. Such things to him were considered trifles. If it were Raizo’s uncle, then such a man would have a different insight or would see the situation as something far more dramatic.
The Steward remained seated. His eyes shifted to his watch. Right on the hour and Raizo should be here soon enough.