❝-bird maid lady… AAAND-❞

He is likely to continue rambling off everyone in the world if she didn’t stop him.

The question about his status of being a samurai did finally to catch his attention.

❝Heh…❞ he placed the bottle down, finally.

❝I ain’t no samurai. Haohmaru bows to no one! I’m a swordsman, plain an’ simple!❞

Haohmaru would run right over.

❝HAHA! Now we’re talkin’, lady!❞

No time for politeness, he would just reach for one and open it up for a general mouthful…

shift of environment, but he was quick to adapt.

❝Eh…? Hey, yer one of those demons from Makai, ain’t ya? You seem a lot nicer that those monsters through…❞

That thought quickly left his head when he saw the sake, like a flipped switch and an with a big smile-