Kazuma heard the man repeat the words that he had repeated to himself many times when deciding whether or not to get a blade. Though he still yearned to find himself a blade, he also wanted something a little more from it than just an everyday sword that one found in a shop. He was about to respond to the masked man when he saw the blade was back in the air spinning towards him. Kazuma caught the sheathed weapon and looked back at the man in confusion. It took Kazuma a minute to actually register the words that the masked man had said.

He looked down at the sword and then back at the man. "Y-you want to let me use this?" he asked looking at the sword. The craftsmanship was very apparent in the blades design and Kazuma had already witnessed its performance first-hand. He turned his attention back towards the generous stranger and gave the man a bow. "Thank you very much sir. I shall treasure this blade and keep it safe until you return for it." As he straightened up, he smiled with a new fire in his eyes. "And don't worry. I don't plan on letting you down in the future."

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The masked man had captured the young man's curiosity and with the newly thrown sword and the words he had spoken there after, he now had his attention. He would watch as his action of seemingly out of the blue kindness was questioned but this was something that wouldn't be to hard to understand. He would simply raise a single hand and shake his head and would speak yet again "It is something you don't need to dwell on too much. Just make sure that you keep that sword in your possession and your's alone."

He would listen again as the young man would speak of treasuring the weapon until he came to retrieve it. There was a new found vigor in the air around the young man "I ask only three things of you. One, that you use that sword to your own ends, let it be a weapon to cut what you yourself want. The second is your name and the third is that you don't ask for mine."