[ Chozen's search for answers continues. The picture has begun to assemble itself, but a crucial element remains to be added. The boy who gave the first warning, another quiet, unassuming student of the type that tends to gravitate more to Daniel than to Chozen.
It's a categorization that now feels like an excuse, a leaden weight over Chozen's shoulders. All of the students are a shared responsibility, or they are meant to be. Chozen has not been the sensei he should have been; he allowed too much to fall on Daniel's overburdened back. If he had not, would things be different? He can't know. All he can do is make sure they are different in the future.
Part of that begins here, with the message that Sunny will receive one early May afternoon, when drizzling rain has briefly tapered to barely more than a constant mist. ]
Hello, Sunny-san. It is Sensei Toguchi. I would like to meet with you soon.
[Oh, Sensei Toguchi. Sunny hadn't been expecting a text from him, but it was far from unwelcome. He liked the man. He'd been very kind and patient with him when they had the lesson about keeping omens away from wolves.
He liked him.
(Also part of him was relieved to see he wasn't in trouble. There was quite a bit that he could have been in trouble for as of late.)]
Chozen situates himself inside the dojo to watch the front gate from one of the windows, having retrieved a plate of promised snacks from the kitchen - not the emoji depicted rice balls, but a plate of simple homestyle chocolate chip cookies. ]
[ Chozen raises his hand back, smiling in the affable way that he has more and more often lately. Scary sensei is a part he plays sometimes, but rarely outside of drills and monitoring sparring, which are not even the primary method of instruction Daniel favours. ]
Please, sit. [ This table is one of the higher ones that goes with chairs, one of which Chozen takes up himself. ] You are looking well. Keeping up with practice?
[ A touch of small talk. No reason to skip the niceties. ]
[Sunny does indeed take a seat, eyeing the cookies as soon as he does. He hesitates for a second before taking one and munching on it.]
Yes. [He nods.] I like coming here. [He's been around the dojo more than normal, truthfully. He hasn't been spending as much time at home as he used to, due to the current situation with Makima.]
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It's a categorization that now feels like an excuse, a leaden weight over Chozen's shoulders. All of the students are a shared responsibility, or they are meant to be. Chozen has not been the sensei he should have been; he allowed too much to fall on Daniel's overburdened back. If he had not, would things be different? He can't know. All he can do is make sure they are different in the future.
Part of that begins here, with the message that Sunny will receive one early May afternoon, when drizzling rain has briefly tapered to barely more than a constant mist. ]
Hello, Sunny-san. It is Sensei Toguchi. I would like to meet with you soon.
(You are not in trouble.)
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He liked him.
(Also part of him was relieved to see he wasn't in trouble. There was quite a bit that he could have been in trouble for as of late.)]
sure
i can stop by the dojo if you're there now
no subject
I am. 👍
And we have snacks. 🍙
[ Now who is approachable for students, Daniel?
Chozen situates himself inside the dojo to watch the front gate from one of the windows, having retrieved a plate of promised snacks from the kitchen - not the emoji depicted rice balls, but a plate of simple homestyle chocolate chip cookies. ]
no subject
i'll be there soon
[And true to his word he does show up not that much later, going through the front gate and over to the inside dojo to look for Chozen.
Sunny sees him pretty quickly once inside. He raises a hand in greeting.]
Hello, sensei.
no subject
[ Chozen raises his hand back, smiling in the affable way that he has more and more often lately. Scary sensei is a part he plays sometimes, but rarely outside of drills and monitoring sparring, which are not even the primary method of instruction Daniel favours. ]
Please, sit. [ This table is one of the higher ones that goes with chairs, one of which Chozen takes up himself. ] You are looking well. Keeping up with practice?
[ A touch of small talk. No reason to skip the niceties. ]
no subject
Yes. [He nods.] I like coming here. [He's been around the dojo more than normal, truthfully. He hasn't been spending as much time at home as he used to, due to the current situation with Makima.]