[Yasu could see her peeking at him from the mirror. Freckles. Besides the vibrant blue eyes, she has lots of little freckles across her cheeks. It's kind of...cute in a way. Very cute, actually. Her peculiar freckles remind him of the faint mole on his right cheek. It's a blemish that never quite faded. Yasu had it since childhood, a momento of the father he never met.]
That we do. [He replies with a faint chuckle.] While Europe has Mozart and Bach, we have Tōru Takemitsu and Ryuichi Sakamoto.
[He states with some pride.]
However, that's the late Meiko Kaji singing now. She was quite beloved in the seventies. A real songstress with a beautifully haunting voice who sung about the darker side of love.
[He quiets once the woman mentions his boss. While Yasu has his personal misgivings about this would be alliance with alleged "nazis", he knew when to keep his mouth shut. His personal opinions don't matter here but he can't help but feel a tad jaded about this unholy alliance.]
Money. [He mutters once traffic finally starts moving.] Your boss has money, lot's of it. The Saejima clan is more than willing to do business with foreigner investors as long as they have money.
[A smirk curls onto his lips as he focuses on the busy road ahead.]
We pirate the best weaponry from the Black Market for your war and you folks pay us handsomely for it. Capitalism at it's finest.
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Date: 2019-04-07 04:38 pm (UTC)From:That we do. [He replies with a faint chuckle.] While Europe has Mozart and Bach, we have Tōru Takemitsu and Ryuichi Sakamoto.
[He states with some pride.]
However, that's the late Meiko Kaji singing now. She was quite beloved in the seventies. A real songstress with a beautifully haunting voice who sung about the darker side of love.
[He quiets once the woman mentions his boss. While Yasu has his personal misgivings about this would be alliance with alleged "nazis", he knew when to keep his mouth shut. His personal opinions don't matter here but he can't help but feel a tad jaded about this unholy alliance.]
Money. [He mutters once traffic finally starts moving.] Your boss has money, lot's of it. The Saejima clan is more than willing to do business with foreigner investors as long as they have money.
[A smirk curls onto his lips as he focuses on the busy road ahead.]
We pirate the best weaponry from the Black Market for your war and you folks pay us handsomely for it. Capitalism at it's finest.