
Kayoshi Matsushita-------40 years ago.-------
- It's all decided, Kayoshi, you will marry Mr. Kinoshita's daughter.
- Whaaat? His daughter.. Azu.. - the young man suddenly felt he was running out of oxygen and gasped for air. - Azumi??? - his voice rose significantly, filled with notes of indignation and outrage.
- Yes, precisely her. She is a... good girl, and most importantly from a well-off and respectable family, - came the calm reply.
- But I don't like her at all! Have you even seen her? She's ugly, stupid, and talks like a street vendor or even a country bumpkin. And if she also doesn't wash for a whole month, she'll look exactly like one too, or like a peasant after a shift in the field. Yes, yes, exactly a peasant!
- For starters, she does indeed sometimes sell goods, helping her father at the shop, so that's more of a professional and necessary quality for the work. At least it brings her money, unlike your pastimes. And as for looks and brains, don't forget that what matters most in a person is their soul; besides, people sometimes change for the better over time. Give her a little more time to grow up and lo and behold, she'll become a beauty, and as for making her smart — you can manage that yourself somehow, since you have plenty of wits, so you'll handle it.
- Handle it? What... She's not a child to be taught! And what do you mean "grow up"? She's three years older than me!
- That's enough, stop throwing hysterics. It won't change anything anyway, because we've already made an agreement.
- No, no, and no again! I won't marry her, I'd rather die than live with such a bi... wife!
- Don't talk nonsense, son. Better accept it stoically and with dignity, like a real man.
- I..I.. - Kayoshi tried to say something, but only his sobs could be heard. He fell silent and after a few seconds let out a desperate scream, then ran off to his room and locked himself inside.
--------25 years ago--------
- They were good people, Kayoshi. My condolences.
- Thank you, Atsushi. The others aren't coming?
- Most likely not, there's a lot of work right now, you know that yourself. And some are simply buried in family cares and troubles; though I think you're familiar with that too, since you're a family man yourself and can understand.
- Yes, I understand..
- There, so stay strong. But I think you'll manage, because you're not alone and there are those who can support you, - said the man and nodded toward a woman standing nearby.
- Yes.. of course, - Kayoshi replied thoughtfully.
- Alright, I'll be going. And they seem to be waiting for you too, by the looks of it, - Atsushi once again drew attention to the woman, who kept glancing at her watch and nervously tapping her foot.
- You're right, see you at work.
The men exchanged handshakes and went their separate ways.
- Well, why did you take so long? Did you forget that we need to pick up the kids before three, otherwise we'll have to pay Hina for an extra hour. I don't want to please that bitch, even if she does help us with the children. Besides, you need to get back to the store quickly, since Father is sick and can't cover for you much longer.
- I remember, dear. I just lost track of time...
-------5 years ago-------
- But Azumi... darling... This is my home too.
- Yours?! Ha! This is MY family's house and it doesn't belong to you, which means I can throw you out of it.
- But.. how can this be.. where am I supposed to go?
- Anywhere you want, I don't care. You can live under the bridge for all I care, together with crazy Hayashi.
- We've lived together for so many years, we share children...
- So what? They've been living their own lives for a long time now, - the woman paused for a second, then added. - And so do I.
- You too? What do you mean? What are you talking about?
- About the fact that I'm tired of you! I want to live with someone else and you're superfluous here.
- Someone else? Who exactly..
- Does it matter? Could be a neighbor, a family friend, hell, even a stable boy..
- Maurizio?! So that's where this hobby of horse riding came from. It's all about that foreigner...
- I'm not going to justify myself to you or explain anything.
- Do you really think he's interested in you, and not your money? That's foolish, even for you...
- That's none of your business and I'm not going to discuss this topic any further. I'm giving you 10 hours, and by morning I want you gone from here.
- And what if I refuse?
- Then I'll have to bring in the security guards, who answer to me. But surely you don't want to accidentally break something on yourself? After all, you're not young anymore and your bones have grown brittle.
- If something happens to me, an investigation will start immediately.
- Are you sure? Maybe you just fell down the stairs, and I wasn't the only witness. Besides, Mr. Hashimoto is a good friend of mine, and I think he'll take my word for it, just as he would if you decided to tell him about our conversation.
- But.. I.. - the man began looking around, as if trying to find something.
- Don't even think about it, he's not here. You'll pick it up on your way out, after you gather the rest of your things and are ready to leave the house. That's all, - the woman stated firmly and left the room, casting one last glance at her husband before doing so.
For several years Kayoshi wandered the world, scraping by with odd jobs, until the road led him to Lungworth.
3.06.719
Kuwayama
Dragon/Narcissus
Belief: El-Hamazi/Fortuna
Experience: 275 (+2000 exp. towards magic skills.)
Strength: 3
Endurance: 7
Agility: 6
Perception: 9
Speed: 8
Intellect: 14
Spirit: 9
Faith: 10
Charisma: 8
Beauty: 10

Proficiency - pistol
1. +1 to intellect
2. +1 to perception
3. +1 to intellect
4. +1 to perception

Marksman
Control [3000]
The character attacks all enemies that appear within his line of fire. If reloading is needed, spends this action on reloading.

Historian
Bookworm [2000]
+1 to event points for reading books.

Merchant
Savings [500]
+500 lungs at the start.
Items: pistol, aristocrat clothing, green mantle(?)(like in the picture basically), comfortable boots, ring with emerald, pince-nez, walking cane, history book, lunar magic book (if lots of books, better the second one), writing supplies, money, dried fish and pies from the tavern.