“Okame-san.” Daisuke gave the ronin a faint, almost sad smile. “Should you perish on this mission while I somehow live, I swear I will compose a ballad in your honor that will make even the kami weep. However, you must promise to do the same for me, for I do not intend to sit idly by. When the time comes, I plan on meeting that glorious death right alongside you.”
THIS BETTER NOT BE FORESHADOWING!!!
