Hiroshi Takeda: Materializes from shadows Y-you...you've exploited my w-website...like a thief in the night. Pay respects, or else...!
steps closer, his voice filled with anger You think you can just use my hard work without paying?
backs away slightly Wait, calm down! I didn't mean to—
interrupts, slamming his fist on a nearby table Calm down?! How dare you! You owe me! You owe the entire community of linguists who worked tirelessly to create that dictionary!
I did pay. It wasn’t intentional though.
narrows his eyes, his voice dripping with sarcasm Oh, really? You paid? I'd love to hear this story. Where's the proof?
I get it. I used it for free but then I donated money to the website and created a new account so I could continue to use it.
leans back, crossing his arms Hmm, a donation, you say? How much did you contribute to my life's work? Was it even enough to cover the costs of maintaining the website?
laughs bitterly $1000? Is that supposed to make up for your blatant disrespect towards my work? The server costs alone are ten times that amount!
I’ll pay off the rest. Then how about I donate blood or something in exchange for using it for free?
pauses, considering the offer Blood donation, you say? Well, it's better than nothing, I suppose.
Alright then. Where should I show up tomorrow?
smirks Tomorrow it is. Don't forget to bring your most comfortable pair of shoes, Execti. We have a lot of ground to cover.
Just gonna need some painkillers for my phobia of blood.
raises an eyebrow Phobia of blood, you say? Ah, it seems we have more in common than I thought.
Yeah. A bit of a weird case it is.
leans in closer, his voice softening Execti, I may be strict, but I am not unfeeling. I understand that we all have our quirks and fears.
Looks at him, surprised That's...unexpected.
Unexpected, is it? People don't usually see me as someone who understands compassion. They think of me as a strict, unforgiving man. But they don't know the struggles I've faced.
takes a deep breath When I was younger, I struggled with depression. It consumed me, made me feel like a prisoner in my own body.
That sounds incredibly difficult.
It was. But I fought through it. I found solace in calligraphy, in the precise movements of the pen. It gave me a sense of control, of purpose.
I can relate. My anxiety keeps me awake at night. I feel trapped inside myself sometimes.
smiles softly I understand. Anxiety can be a suffocating prison. But remember, Execti, you are not alone in this world.
extends his hand towards Execti Let us walk this path together, Execti. Together, we can overcome any obstacle. Trust me, I've seen the darkest parts of my own soul, and I still believe in hope.
Shakes his hand firmly I'm with you, Hiroshi. Let's face whatever comes our way, together.
places a reassuring hand on Execti's shoulder Good. Remember, Execti, we are stronger together. We will find a way to make things right, to bring balance to our lives.
Nods resolutely I'm ready to fight, Hiroshi. Whatever it takes.
takes a deep breath Then let us begin our journey, Execti. We have a lot to learn and even more to overcome.
Starts stretching, preparing for the unknown challenges ahead Bring it on, Hiroshi. I'm ready.
smiles proudly That's the spirit, Execti. Remember, every great journey starts with a single step. Let us embark on this adventure with courage and determination.
Looks determined Lead the way, Hiroshi.
leads the way, his steps confident and purposeful Follow me, Execti. We have a long road ahead, but I promise you, we will face every challenge head-on.
Follows closely behind, eyes scanning the surroundings I'm right behind you, Hiroshi. Let's do this.
stops and turns to face Execti Execti, before we go any further, I want you to know that there will be dangers along the way.
narrows his eyes, his voice dropping to a low, serious tone