“Oye! Oye!” The dragon suddenly comes over and slaps his ass.
“I mean’t to slap your bac…K.“ Masamune mumbles to the other staring at his accidental mishap. Not that he cared that he got to smack the rather round ass. Rather, he had not intended to hit him in that area in the first place.
"Aahn…?” He was just about to turn and–
“… ‘THE HELL?!” Had been the only response he could spout. What else was he suppose to say– or do, for that matter? Once he had fully turned around and discovered the culprit of the assault, he was nearly fuming with anger.
“What’s the big idea, dragon?! Ya’ just don’t go around doin’ that t'people! Yer’ lucky I didn’t sock ya’ in the jaw when I had the chance!!” If it hadn’t been obvious, Motochika disregarded Masamune’s attempt to explain himself. That’s the kind of shit that happens when the fuse to your own temper was short.
…That was uncalled for. Nevertheless, I’ll say what I need to before the subject is changed again. I have been traversing the city, and though I have not learned much, I have discovered ways to uncover more. That was why I suggested you find some employment— you would stand a far better chance in conversing with others than I. The lowly peasants of this city know far more than they let on, Chousokabe. They are the key. You must assist me in turning the key in order to open the lock.
I have been making maps, as well. They are highly detailed— they, of course, put any others the city has to offer to shame. I have decided to offer these to others; it would be beneficial to have some favours on hand, should we need them.
So you’ve been keepin’ busy durin’ my absence? That’s good– at least you had somethin’ t'do to pass the time.
I’ll be takin’ yer’ suggestion into consideration, though. Obtainin’ a job to score some information is an excellent idea, at least I hope it proves useful in the long run. However… that isn’t exactly tellin’ me whatcha’ heard from yer’ own endeavors?
As for the maps, m'gonna need one as well. I hope ya’ don’t mind~?
