#so thank you jiji for pointing it out to begin with and always protecting me

[pikonv5]

All the spots that looked like mold, were actually all mold,,,, checked by the professional mold inspector , fortunately dead mold, but still mold !!

[toukenra]

How about some angst? Let's say the Touken Danshi have such a strong connection to their master that they can actually see their master's past whilst dreaming. How would Mikazuki, Yamanbagiri, Kasen and Mitsutada react to realizing that the Saniwa had lost her parents but continued to live alone in a large home. Before becoming a Sage, they would see her prepare her own meals, eat by herself and struggle while reading ancient texts in the silent home.

Hi there Nony~! I think it’s such an interesting concept that a sword becomes much more acquainted with their master to the point where they can actually see the Saniwa’s own memories. It would only make sense that this would also work the other way–the Saniwa being able to see their swords’ memories as well and this includes the seeing the other different masters.

What do you guys think? I’d like your thoughts on this. I think it’s a pretty neat….but on a side note, it’s also pretty dangerous because the men/boys may see some things they shouldn’t see ( ͡o ͜ʖ ͡o)

Anyway, please do enjoy the following HCs. Underneath the cut for being too long (again). These are a mix of angst and fluff.

-Mod Catharia.

MIKAZUKI

He found himself standing in the hallway after exploring your ratherlarge and quiet home

…How did he know it was yours?

Well, there’s this portrait of you and your mother hanging in front ofhim right now

He just stands there with his head tilted to the side, admiring it for afew minutes

Aruji looks so tiny…How cute.

“I’m home.”

The Tachi perked up from the sound of  your voice coming from the doorway

“Ah…Welcome home, Aruji.”

You walked passed him without a glance and he’s just like  (´^_^`)?? You rudelittle sh*t

He looks slightly confused at your lack of response before following youinto the living room

He tries again

“Master?”

…

Hmm…It seemed that you can’t hear him…

He was tempted to clap his hands right in front of your face like acertain Crane…No, control yourself Jiji

In the end, He just settled on the seat beside you,  watching you pull out a few papers from yourpurse

Has to squint because he’s an old man…Pfftt…

Uni…University? Are those application papers?

He squints a bit more to read over your shoulder

How curious…Did you not want to become a Saniwa initially?

Mikazuki watches you place the papers on a nearby table before a smallsigh leaves you

“What should I do, Mama?”

Jiji watched as you kept youreyes on the photo of you and your mother on the other side of the room

Mikazuki watched you continue to stare at the portrait… as if it wouldgive you the answers

He felt a small pang of sadness as you finally turned away from him tocurl into a small ball on the other side of the couch

You looked so small and vulnerable

The Tachi reaches over to try and console you…

…But he wakes up abruptly, feeling a kick to his side courtesy ofImanotsurugi

The next day, when you were doing your daily walk through the Citadelwhen he bumped into you…

“How was your sleep, Aruji?”

“Hm? It was good… A bit lonely but peaceful.“

The image of you curled up, trying to comfort yourself is embedded on his mind

Golden-blue orbs stare at you for a moment with a serious expression,totally unnerving you

Is there something on your face??  ∑(ﾟ∇ﾟ|||)

 …Did your breath smell!? Did you even wash your face ?!?!   (*ﾟдﾟ*)!!!

(/д＼)…S-stop staring-!!

You suddenly feel a hand gently patting your head

Wait, What??「(°ヘ°) ??

You look up and Mikazuki gives you a kind smile

  “If you ever get lonely, I’ll gladly keep you companyanytime, Aruji.”

Y E S   P L E A S E   G R A N D A D D Y TM

“…How about coming by later and keeping me company untilmorning instead.“ -(Thirsty) Mod Catharia

YAMANBAGIRI

Earlier on, He had noticed some indication that someone was living there: your messy writing and unwashed dishes in the kitchen sink was enough evidence of your laziness 

He finally noticed a few pictures of you and your family, hanging on the walls 

…Is that Master?

He walked down the hallway and had been trying to get his bearings for an hour now 

He silently cursed the your maze-like home and the desolate-looking rooms that all looked to similar

The furniture had been covered with dust white sheets and the house looked uninhabited

Aruji lived here by herself?

He continues look exploring the home and finally comes across you…

…With your face-planted firmly on the large mahogany desk, surrounded by a pile of books and ancient texts

Akashi Kuniyuki would be so proud at your laziness

Were you asleep?

The Uchigatana wasn’t surprised, you tended to slack off and fall asleep at your desk most of the time at the Citadel too

He is about to reach out to try and wake you up when you begin talking…

“Father…Mother…Please stay. Don’t leave me.”

…

He paused for a moment after hearingyour pitiful whisper and he felt your melancholy even if you were unconscious

As one of the swords you started outwith, he knew about your past

You had briefly mentioned that youhave lost your parents early on before becoming a Saniwa

You had a thousand chips on yourshoulder but you always prioritized all your charges before yourself

 You called them family…Yamanbagiri would always protect his family

The next day, He had been assigned as your Secretary for the day

The Uchigatana grumbles underneath his breath

"Hasebe or Kotegiri would be much better options compared to aduplicate like me.”

“Okay…I won’t force you to stay if you don’t want to…” (´。＿。｀)

You just turn back to your paperwork, trying to hide your disappointment

…

Then you feel something heavy leaning on your back

When you turn around, Yamanbagiri’s cloak greets you

“…A duplicate like me can at least keep watch over you while you’reopen to enemy attack.”

He averts his eyes towards the window with a faint blush

…How cute…(〃◡〃)ﾟ.+:｡ ｷｬｧ♪

 #TSUNTSUN

#ProtectYamanbagiri2K17

You just smile and turn back to your work, silently appreciatingYamanbagiri’s company

 After five minutes, you begin to squirm under the heavy weight and glance at the blonde when you realize he fell asleep ON you.

“Ya-Yamanbagiri…Wake up…You’re heavy…”

…He’s dead asleep.

“Don’t say I didn’t warn you.”

You pull out a permanent marker and began drawing your masterpiece using the blonde’s face as your canvas Hehehehe

KASEN

 He came across you in the waiting room as he walked around the house

“Aruji…What are you doing sitting in the dark?”

You barely move an inch as you stare blankly at the wall

Did you hear him?…Why are you acting like you’re deaf?

He walks over and stands a few meters away, waiting to be noticed…

…

His eye twitches a bit

…

“ARUJI.”

The sound of glass shattering as it hit the opposite side of the room caught him off guard

The Uchigatana finally noticed the multiple bottles of alcohol littering the tabletop…

…alongside various photographs of you and your family.

A small sob escapes from you as you bury your face into you hands

“Someone…Please…”

The poet watched as your hunched figure trembles

“Someone! Tell me!”

You didn’t tell your charges about your history but he knew…

…He knew you didn’t have anyone else to call family anymore.

“Tell me…what do I do now?”

Although he was one of the swords you started with, the poet had never seen you cry

He could feel his chest tighten as more broken sobs poured from you

Kasen can’t bare to watch you like this…

Moving closer to your bowed form, he tried to place a gentle hand on your head only for his hand to pass through

He wakes up abruptly and the ceiling of his room greets him

A dream? It seemed so real…

The next day, he invites you to have tea with him in his room

He just wanted to check on you if you were alright

Lowkey just wants to make sure you didn’t find out that he saw your memories

“Would you like some tea, Aruji?”

“Hmm? Sure.”

You look at him, quite confused at the sudden invitation

“…Aruji, you look like you want to say something.”

“I do?”

He gives you a blank stare until you just give him a sheepish grin and rub your head.

“Well, I’m just surprised you invited me so suddenly. It makes me happy…Thank you for being so kind to me all the time, Kasen.”

The Uchigatana merely smiles as you take a sip of the freshly prepared tea. 

He whispers under his breath.

“Thank you for taking care of me as well, Aruji.”

“…You said something, Kasen?”

I’m not crying-!! (　；∀；) You’re crying!!

MITSUTADA

He found you preparing your dinner in the kitchen of your old house and tried calling outto you

“Aruji-sama!”

What’s this? You couldn’t hear nor see him at all

He realizes that he was seeing a past memory of yours

The connection between you two must have been quite strong and hecouldn’t help but feel happy

HAH! TAKE THAT HASEBE!

The Tachi loses sight of you and panics for a moment

He soon finds you seated at the formal dining table, smiling weakly at anearby photograph

“Mom, Dad. Let’s eat.”

His heart breaks a little as he continues to observe

When he first arrived at the Citadel, you always insisted that everyoneshould eat together

“It’s nice sharing a meal with everyone. It makes me happy.”

Now, he understood.

You looked so lonely as he continued to watching you eat all by yourself

You paused halfway into your meal before releasing a sigh and gatheringyour plate and utensils

Wait, you didn’t even finish eating half the contents of the plate yet!

He watches you helplessly as you waste the food and wash the dishes inthe deafening silence

He swears to cook you the best tasting meal and eat it with you wheneverhe can

 When he woke up the next morning,he immediately made your favorite dishes catching you off guard

“What’s the occasion, Mitsu?”

“Ah, I just wanted to surprise you, Aruji.”

He gave you thatcharming smile.

“Care to join me for breakfast?”

…Ah, he’s so sweet (///∇///) ~ ✿

He even offers to spoon fed you but Hasebe quickly intervenes

You just give Hasebe a dead-stare for the whole day, unnerving him.

D A F U Q  M A N !?!  ┻━┻ ︵ヽ(`Д´)ﾉ︵ ┻━┻

STOP C*CKBLOCKING ME!! ヽ(`��´；)/

[fixxofvixx]

HEALING RAVI - CHAPTER FOUR

Hello~~~~ *waves*

I hope you all are having a lovely week so far.

Here’s the next chapter for Ravi! I hope you enjoy it! Next up will be a chapter for Daeguni~

Side note: I told myself I wasn’t going to but I became weak and bought the Elysium concert dvd……I blame MWave for having signed copies for sale 😥

Now I can get Taekwoon back in my head for his story!

🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺

JiYoon took a deep breath as she stood outside of a large brick building. It looked old by the way the grey brick was slowly cracking around the edges. Rising from the cracked asphalt like a set for a horror film more than a prison. The windows were grungy and covered in grime. Certainly, it would make it difficult to see in or out. She wondered exactly how many hybrids were housed in this horrid location. Of course, there were also regular humans in there as well. Regardless of the number, however, there were two in particular that she really wished she didn’t have to see today–or ever.

A hand gently touched her shoulder and she slinked away from it, startled.

“I’m sorry.” She followed the hand until it reached the side of its owner. Kim Wonshik. He had insisted that he come with her. His face had been determined and she hadn’t had the courage to refuse. He had stated that he was not going to let her step with a mile of that son of a bitch unless he was there. He had been pulled in by her so fast so, naturally, he was fiercely protective already. He was hoping for something more with her but he wasn’t sure how she felt. He knew she wasn’t ready for any emotional attachment but he already decided that he would care for her as much as she would let him.

She watched as his face fell, knowing he had forgotten that you didn’t like to be touched. He couldn’t help his nature, she knew that. He was always hugging his bandmates or showing some type of affection. She wished that she could be that free. She wished that she didn’t automatically flinch when a hand got too close. She didn’t blame him. She understood that he had no ill intentions so she tried her best not to react when he moved too fast or touched her accidentally.

“It’s okay.” She smiled up at him. “I just wasn’t paying attention.”

He gave her a half-smile, indicating that he understood. And he did. Wonshik was very patient with her and she appreciated that so much. She felt much safer when he was near her. She couldn’t explain it. Perhaps it was simply his wolf nature.

A man stepped out of a large steel door and walked towards them. She tensed and Wonshik noticed.

“That’s Jimin’s uncle. He was the one that arrested HaeJeong and MinJeong.” Wonshik leaned in close and she could feel his breath on her neck. Goosebumps appeared on her arms and her heart quickened. He straightened and she took a deep breath, focusing on the man approaching them.

“Hello JiYoon, thank you for coming. I know you didn’t want to have to do this. I’m JaePil, it’s a pleasure to meet you.” The older man smiled and bowed. JiYoon returned the gesture, silently relieved that he hadn’t tried to shake her hand. He bowed again towards Wonshik and they exchanged greetings as well. “Follow me and we can get this over with and put it behind us.”

The concept of this time in her life being left behind was a nice thought. Perhaps she could lead a semi-normal life after this.

She followed after JaePil, looking over her shoulder to make sure that Wonshik was behind her. Sure enough, he was right on her heels giving her a small grin. She knew he was on edge. Neither one of you knew what to expect.

JiYoon followed JaePil through the large metal doors that revealed a long hallway with several doors on either side. Halfway down the hallway, he stopped and opened a plain white door. Inside was a simple desk and a few metal chairs. It closely resembled a typical interrogation room but had obviously not been used in a while.

“The first thing I need for you to do, JiYoon, is make an official statement. I need you to write down as much as you can about what happened. All the way from the very beginning.” JaePil placed some paper and a pen down on the table and turned to her.

“The entire four years?” Panic swelled in her chest as her mind began to run through what her life had been in those years.

“Not every detail but as much as you can. We need to be able to slap them with as many charges as possible so they can’t get out any time soon. I especially need you to write about the kidnapping, holding you against your will, and the sexual assaults. Those will hold the most weight against them.”

She lowered her head and nodded. She was fighting with her emotions and trying to control them. She didn’t want to write everything down and relive it all. On the other hand, she couldn’t risk having those two out on the streets where they could hurt more people. She was also struggling with the fact that Wonshik was in the room and would be witness to all of this. She didn’t want him to carry the burden of knowing the horrors that she had been through.

“After that is taken care of we need you to officially identify them as your attackers.” JaePil mentioned quietly, knowing it would be difficult for her.

JiYoon almost lost control of her knees at that point. Her eyes widened and a slight tremble started in her stomach.

“I-I have to s-see them?” Her voice was small and barely audible.

“Just for a moment. We will be there with you, right Wonshik?” JaePil looked at the wolf for help.

“Of course. I wont leave your side for a second. They wont touch you, I promise you that.” Wonshik’s deep voice reached her and she settled slightly. She didn’t know JaePil or this place. But she trusted Wonshik. She needed to stop cowering. She needed to stop being afraid of everything. Maybe, just maybe, this would be the first step.

She sat down at the table without a word and began writing. She was at least thankful that she didn’t have to voice her story to someone. This was silent and only slightly less painful. The officer had left to prepare the inmates for the identification portion of this trip. Wonshik stayed silent the entire time, offering quiet support.

When she was finished, almost forty-five minutes later, she felt mentally drained. Reliving those moments and actually putting them down to paper hurt more than she thought it would. However, it also felt like a release. She tried to consider this a chapter in her life that was coming to a close.

When the papers were handed over, JaePil led them to another room. This one was larger with no windows and only two chairs. He had explained that this room was the only one available that would be large enough to keep them separated. The officer then led her to stand at the far corner of the room while he brought HaeJeong and MinJeong in. Wonshik stood behind her, tense but ready if needed. When the door opened again, she held her breath. MinJeong entered first, head down, walking straight to the chair and sitting down. HaeJeong was different. He walked in, head held high and smiling. When he noticed JiYoon he stopped.

“Aww, JaePil, I’m so touched! You brought my favorite toy! C'mere, JiJi and give us a hug! I’ve missed you.” He started towards that side of the room but JaePil caught his arm and pulled him over to the chair, forcibly shoving him down in it.

The nickname that he had used caused her to feel nauseous. She still heard that in her sleep. Almost instinctively she backed up a step. She could feel the body heat coming from Wonshik. Knowing that he was behind her gave her the strength not to crumble.

“Oh, you brought a guard doggie, too! How sweet! I remember you~. Tell me, pup, have you had her yet? If not, I can give you some suggestions on what she likes. Man, does she scream! Aw, now don’t get angry. I’m trying to help you!”

JiYoon turned to see that Wonshik’s eyes had turned red already. What worried her more was the tinges of black that hovered around the edge of his irises. She could feel the electricity of his anger rolling off of him. Thankfully, JaePil stepped up to change the subject.

“Enough. We need to settle this and go our separate ways. JiYoon, I’m going to ask you a few questions. I have a voice recorder for evidence purposes. I need you to speak clearly so we can hear everything later, okay?”

“Yes, I understand.”

“Good. Now, JiYoon, as stated in your testimony, a man kidnapped you from the orphanage in which you resided four years ago, right after you turned 18, correct?”

“Yes, that’s correct.”

“Is that man here? And if he is will you point to him and voice which chair he is in?”

“Yes, he’s here. The one sitting in the left chair, closest to the door.” JiYoon watched as HaeJeong’s expression went from carefree and jovial to dark and menacing. She had seen the change before. He was going to snap soon. She only hoped that it would be much later, after she was gone.

“Good, thank you. Next charge. JiYoon, as also stated in your testimony, the same man that kidnapped you, forced you to perform sexual acts with him as well as physically abusing you. As before, if that man is here will you point him out?”

JiYoon took a deep breath and tried to keep the tears from falling. She swallowed, her throat going dry.

“Yes, he is here. The same man from before, sitting in the left chair closest to the door.”

“Very well. Officially, with these charges and the victim’s testimony we will seek life imprisonment for Lee HaeJeong. As for Kim MinJeong,who acted as an accomplice, we will seek the same charge once we receive testimony from another victim. This concludes the session of charges.” JaePil spoke into the recorder before pressing a button to save it and placed it in his pocket. He walked over and reached for MinJeong first. Once he was to his feet, all hell broke loose. MinJeong grabbed JaePil and slammed his head against the wall and held it there. He tried to struggle but the blow to the head had disoriented him.

“You filthy slut! I’m going to kill you for putting me in here!” HaeJeong lunged for JiYoon but never made it.

JiYoon braced for the blow that would come from the snake hybrid but it never came. When she opened her eyes all she saw was Wonshik’s back. He had pulled her back into the corner and he was fighting with HaeJeong.

Wonshik held HaeJeong’s fist in his large hand and began to twist it at a odd angle. The snake knelt to the floor in an effort to relieve the pain. Soon, she heard a sickening crack as HaeJeong’s wrist broke. He screamed in agony but came at Wonshik full force. The blow HaeJeong was able to land pushed Wonshik back against JiYoon. She huddled in the corner as much as she could but Wonshik’s back was flush against her chest. She was effectively trapped and she was having trouble breathing. She tried to remind herself that this was Wonshik and he was protecting her. That the proximity of his body was not intended to be an attack.

Wonshik gained the upper hand again and slammed his fist into the HaeJeong’s jaw.

“You fucking mutt! I’ll slit your throat first and have you bleed out while fuck her senseless! Then, I’ll kill her slowly until they wont recognize the body! Who the hell do you think you are?! You all ruined my life!”

Wonshik’s growl echoed throughout the room. JiYoon even slunk into the corner further after she heard it.

“You son of a bitch! Do you actually think you’ll get past me? You have no idea who you are fucking with. I’m a wolf, you dumb fuck. What makes you think your power surpasses mine? You’re so far down the food chain I almost feel sorry for you. The only thing keeping me from tearing you apart right now is the knowledge that you will rot in here. You’ll be here knowing that your carefully laid plans were destroyed by a boy band. My only wish for you is that you’ll have to go through the same pain you put JiYoon through everytime you drop the soap in there.”

“You motherfucker!” HaeJeong screamed as he took off for Wonshik again. Before he could reach him, Wonshik shifted his body, shot his leg out, and launched HaeJeong into the wall. The snake slowly fell to the floor, unconscious.

Wonshik started over towards MinJeong but the officer had already gained the upperhand. With the threats extinguished, Wonshik turned to JiYoon. He took a step towards her but stopped when she backed herself into the corner again. He raised his hands in surrender. She was looking at his eyes and he realized that they must still be red. Willing himself to calm down, he closed his eyes. When he felt the change and they were blue again he opened them. Wonshik was relieved so see that she had relaxed a bit. However, he could tell that she was still shaking.

“Let’s get you out of here, okay? Hyung, we’re finished right?”

“Yeah, you guys take off. I’ll take care of these dumbasses.” He offered a smile that indicated that he was sorry about what had happened. Wonshik nodded in acceptance.

JiYoon slowly made her way to the door, keeping her eyes on HaeJeong the whole time. It was as if she was waiting for him to suddenly wake up and come after her again. Wonshik opened the door for her but made no move to touch her. If it was up to him, he would have picked her up and ran out of this hellhole with her. He hated seeing the look of fear on her face.

When she reached the van, she barely made it into the seat in the middle when her knees collapsed and all but fell into the cushion. Wonshik reached for her arm to steady her but stopped only a centimeter from it. God, he wanted to touch her. But, he didn’t think he could take it if she avoided him because of it.

She finally settled herself into the seat as the manager started the van to head back to the dorms. She had noticed Wonshik’s reluctance to touch her. She felt guilty. But, she also felt at a loss.

So what if he did?

She wondered if she slowly allowed herself to break free and have a little courage, would she be happier? Whenever she felt someone come in contact with her skin she was transported back to that godforsaken room that had been her personal hell for fpur years. But she didn’t want that anymore. Seeing HaeJeong fighting with Wonshik and losing to hom had given her a different perspective. She had never been able to overpower him. But Wonshik had succeed almost effortlessly. She was safe with him. He was caring and gentle. And she had touched him before when she’d healed him. It had been hard to hold herself together but she didn’t break. She looked down at his hand and noticed that there was blood along his knuckles. She remember the crack she had heard when he had hit HaeJeong. He had to be in pain. She didn’t want to be the cause of pain for someone.

Before she could talk herself out of it she reached for his right hand. She had to turn towards his slightly to reach it and was able to catch his reaction. This time he flinched. It was odd to see someone react the way she usually did. She almost smiled. Just moments ago he was a badass wolf hybrid ready to tear down the house. But now, he was calm and shy.

“What are you doing?” His voice was low but she caught the surprise in it.

“You’re bleeding.” She held his hand in hers much like she had the first time. However, this would be easier since nothing was broken.

He didn’t say anything else. He simply allowed her to do whatever she wanted. He was afraid that if he said anything, she would pull away.

She had healed his hand in a matter of moments but she didn’t release it from her hold. His hand was warm and large as it laid in hers. She didn’t have the courage to look at him but she silently prayed that he wouldn’t remove his hand.

Does he think I’m odd? Maybe I should let go.

She almost did but Wonshik flexed his hand ever so slightly over hers. He was holding her hand now, but just barely. Warmth spread from her hand, up her arm, and straight to her heart. The feeling amazed her. She didn’t feel afraid.

But, Wonshik couldn’t breathe properly. JiYoon was still beside him, holding his hand. He looked at her face but couldn’t read her expression. He held himself deathly still lest he scared her somehow by moving.

“Thank you for coming with me today. I….don’t want to think about what might have happened if you weren’t there.” A small smile appeared on her face. She curled her hand around his slowly. It was an innocent action but it meant the world to her.

“I’ll be anywhere you need me to be.” He whispered.

She thought for a moment. It was something she had considered before but didn’t dare to ask. But now she felt that she needed to.

“Wonshik? Can you help me with something?”

“Of course, whatever you need.” He kept his voice calm. However, inside he was jumping for joy. She wanted his help. He didn’t care if it was just lifting some heavy boxes for her, he was there.

JiYoon looked up at him and studied his face for a moment. Whatever she needed to say, she was struggling with it. He gave her a reassuring smile that he would be patient.

“Help me not to be afraid. I have no idea how to fix…me. I don’t want to be like this forever.” Tears formed in her eyes. “I want to be normal like everyone else.”

Wonshik slowly raised his free hand to her cheek and gently brushed the tear away that had escaped from her eyes.

“You are normal, sweetie. You are a good person that bad things happened to. I promise that I will do everything in my power to erase your memory of those years. I can’t promise that there is an easy fix but you will forget. You just might have to trust me a little bit, though. Can you do that?”

“Yeah, I think so.” She hoped so.

“Good. For now, you just need to sit back and relax. You’ve had a long day. When we get back, I’ll show you my studio and we can work on that trust a little bit.”

[hidekari]

[Aramaki Yoshihiko Blog] Looking Back at Stageplay "Touken Ranbu" Reprise

Blog post is long and image-heavy, so the rest is under cut. ^^

A few days have passed since Tousute ended,

Amidst the chill, it came in a spur around this time.

Due to the fact that

I've been living my life relatively slowly these days

While healing this fatigue, I've been arranging the letters, artworks, presents, etc. that I received from everyone

I gained good spirits.

But

Given there were days when Tousute happened daily

Including the two months of practice,

These days where there's nothing much happening

Is somehow making me restless. (lol)

And so

I wondered if I should reflect on Tousute.

As usual

Since this turned long enough,

Please read it when you have the time I'll be happy.

Stageplay "Touken Ranbu" Reprise Kyoden Moyuru Honnoji

Looking back

It's been half a year since the first performance of the prior installment.

Within this half year, a "reprise" immediately took place

Being able to be involved in Touken Ranbu again in the role of Yamanagiri Kunihiro

I was absolutely struck with happiness.

In the first performance of the prior installment Albeit another production yet completed,

I was given a chance to submerge myself further once more In this play known as Tousute.

Of course that doesn’t mean we were cutting corners in the prior installment.

To everyone who's been waiting to enjoy it We’ll deliver a better Tousute that exceeds this one,

With this target I have in hand I'll perform as Manba-chan

In my own special way.

I remember pondering so during the time rehearsals started.

So as I thought

Challenging myself with sword-weaving techniques

Was something I've never done in performances up until now.

Given that the swordfight itself changed reasonably compared to the prior installment

The swordfight scenes

Amongst other things I want to astonish those of you who are watching

Even if it's just a bit, I want you to return home feeling satisfied.

I consulted the swordfight choreographer

“I want to incorporate things like this and that,

I want these parts to be done in such way,”

With such thoughts

Various matters were discussed.

During Manba-chan’s swordfight scenes While winding up his sword I was allowed to incorporate catch and slice techniques.

Even if I was able to do so accordingly

As I said in my Niconama

There is a likelihood of dropping the sword in this technique

Thinking about the perils Originally I thought it was something I wouldn't be allowed to do.

As there are still 37 performances,

There's no way to know where I could possibly drop it.

However

"I want to do this kind of technique"

Was what I said To the production's Suemitsu-san.

"I like the idea! Let's incorporate it." He promptly decided!

Suemitsu-san

I guess you can call it faith, but

Given the opportunity time and time again together

To have your trust, even outside the production of Tousute

Made me very happy.

Me personally

If I felt like I would've dropped it

I wouldn't propose such a technique to begin with

Hence, I was even more determined to execute it.

As a result

Shown in the letters, [Twitter] replies, and so forth,

The technique had left an amazing impression within the audience

I was delighted by all means.

Moving on

The swordfight with Mikazuki.

In each and every swordfight with Mikazuki

In the height of the moment I concentrated like no other.

Even though I'm focused no matter the swordfight

The sword fight with Mikazuki

Somehow didn’t feel the same as others.

If I were to say where it differed

It'd be hard to explain,

Intuitively, it’s different just as is.

There's always this life-endangering feeling, it seems…?

Nah, there really wasn't any of those life-endangering feelings. lol

Keeping my senses sharpened

I'll attack relentlessly until the bare end.

If our paths or timing deviates, even just slightly The fight will not conclude.

The moment we catch onto each other's breaths

Is out of this world. lol

Once it's over

Until it reached such an extent that I thought

"I still wanted to fight, even a bit more"

The battles really were that enjoyable.

Even though the time where the first installment premiered Was also heaps of fun

I've reached the summit, haven't I.

Besides the swordfight

In terms of performance as well

I acted with trial and error In order to easily understand how Manba-chan's struggles took place Until the point I nailed his characterization

Various challenges were attempted.

"Without a heart, We wouldn't be led astray by our emotions."

This line of Manba-chan.

I like it very much.

If the heart does not exist

Even if it means that we can move on without painful feelings, for what reason does the heart exist?

These sentiments that Manba-chan has

I understand it well.

But Due to the existence of this heart

I am able to experience pleasant things.

Being an actor as of now,

Encountering Touken Ranbu even,

"Touken Ranbu" was created by someone with a heart,

If it wasn't for this heart, I wouldn't be able to act as Manba-chan.

Therefore I'm glad that this heart exists.

So I really thought.

Manba-chan

Who speaks of himself as a "copy" Perplexed by Mikazuki's lead He's overcoming it little by little.

Through Manba-chan also,

I am able to mature.

In this Tousute I wondered if I was capable to do so.

I certainly believed that I could.

The war council was no exception

Alike the prior installment

Every time The war council assembles

Even though I decided things by talking here and there

As expected, nothing went in accordance to the meeting While jiji is there. lol

There was more participation towards the war council this time, thus In a span of one period, our laughter has become so intense.

And yet

It was a battlefield.

Speaking of it The more I think about How “humans” were not supposed to laugh

Laughter fills up even more, doesn't it. lol

Though, it's not like everyone is fooling around,

As we were able to honestly enjoy ourselves in that scene I wonder,

If the war council really did come to such arrangement.

Also, Kento who played Tsurumaru

Even though he seems like He withdraws himself from his surroundings During the time of our rehearsals

Continuously trying to exert yourself

Has become a thing since I entered productions, huh.

Among other things, we do recognize each other's work It's not as if I'm making a fuss about continuously doing so.

Growing up is scary.

Lol

Ah,

This time in the last peformance, There was an announcement of the next work.

The stage "Touken Ranbu" Giden Akatsuki no Dokuryuu

The retaining cast members are these five names

Hiroki-kun, Aramaki, Kento, Takeru, Ton-chan.

It's not like I don't want other cast members to appear next time, though

It isn't a goodbye.

Surely I'll meet everyone again

For that sake too

I’m going to believe.

In order to protect A place where everyone can come back to

With Hiroki-kun as the lead

Our continuing cast is bound to

Make the "Touken Ranbu" stage even bigger

And present a work that will enthrall more and more.

No matter when everyone comes back

I want to create a place that continues to shine For whoever will be there.

In order to do so

We would also need your help.

This work

Known as "Touken Ranbu"

Has been loved by so many for so long

As we continue to push forward pridefully

Tousute will be in your utmost care and support

From now on.

The Manba-chan in the next installment,

What kind of role will you take?

Stay tuned.

Hasebe.

Whenever our eyes meet during the war council, They were smiling, weren't they.

Trying not to laugh was the most important thing

Lol

Souza

"The war council seems ni~ce" Hide-kun Was the one who always said that.

The war council is a battlefield, you know?

Fudou.

Together with Fudou I was able to mature.

I'm glad you were the one looking after us.

Yagen.

Since reprise happened You were always the one making me laugh

I really was laughing, you know. 

lol

Tsurumaru.

I acknowledge your work, so do as you please from now on!

Remember that

Lol

Peace.

Ah I meant Kousetsu.

Lol

For intruding into your hotel room everyday Forgive me, alright.

Monopoly, Momotaro Dentetsu, UNO.

It was fun.

Peace.

Sayo.

Your revenge road still continues, huh.

lol

In the next work, I’ll be in your care as well!

Namazuo.

Even though we didn't directly engage with each other in the play

Sheathing Ichigo's fall Was an impressionable feat

Your footwork was admirable as well

Ichigo.

A man who really enjoyed The war council.

Each and every word you spoke came out amusingly

lol

Also, your extremely diligent swordfight

Was commendable

Shokudaikiri.

You're good at singing.

You better stop doing so during the war council scene, though

Since I'm a troubled secretary here

Mikazuki.

Alike the moon outshining the sun's rays.

Aim the brighter days ahead.

From now on, let's fight together.

Yamanbagiri Kunihiro

From now on

I'll be in your care.

Manba, pounding the mochi

For reading my drawn-out blog post until this point,

Thank you very much.

Pardon me for the long sentences.

From everyone I have received

Lots of presents, letters, artworks.

Again, thank you very much.

For those who told me firsthand

For those who did nothing but give

I'm filled with nothing but happiness.

All the letters I received from Tousute 

I have finished reading them.

It really is pleasant to see

Everyone's thoughts and interpretations about the show

That it became my energy.

More and more

In order to become a person deserving of your support

With utmost effort and earnesty

I will do my best.

Even though I am still inexperienced,

From now on Aramaki Yoshihiko

Will humbly be in your care.

Well then-!!

Notes;

‘Kyoden Moyuru Honnoji’ is kept intact unlike Saien (Reprise) since I can’t seem to a find a good English title for it ; ; (Furthermore, did I get the romaji for the new tousute correctly? orz) 

Makki referred to Kento as グイグイ which I loosely translated to continuously exerting yourself (?) -- since Makki kind of reflects to the time he’s still a newbie, I think he’s trying to imply Kento trying to involve himself with the other cast even though he’s not familiar face and would usually withdraw himself.

Special thanks to @ectini for proofreading this! ; v ;

Please take my translations with a grain of salt and correct me in case of any nuances missed. (I haven’t watched anything from Saien, so...!)