15th November 1875

The weather looks very promising today, so parents with children aged 7, 5 and 3, please enjoy today's celebration in your nearest temple!

Hajimemashite, Tsukioka Tsunan desu, jyuukyuu sai desu. Dozo yoroshiku. Gomen, I have not been updating my newsletter, I have a new side job working for my chibi-oba, 

tokio_takagi the hannya.

 

Nanda? How am I related to her? Aa, my oyaji is her cousin. My oyaji? Takamine Hideo desu. Hai, I know he's a government official. Do I feel bad? Iya. We both lead our own lives. Why am I working for my chibi-oba when she's sort of working for the government? Curious aren't you? Well mind your own business.

As for my nishiki-e, check here for updates, I may have something new from time to time.

Nanda? You want to know my life? Pre-Sekihoutai? Well, I'm the youngest son of Takamine Hideo, adopted out to the Tsukioka family, which is why my myo is different. I was suppose to carry on the tradition of being a page to the Matsudaira clan until this little thing called the siege of Aizuwakamatsu Castle happened. It was during this mayhem, I somehow found myself within enemy lines and under the care of one Sagara Souzo.

My time in Aizu? Well, I was the son of well reknowned samurai family, so my time was pretty much spent learning politics, philosophy, kenjutsu etc... And yes, I learned alongside my chibi-oba, we are only a few years apart.

Oi, why are you so curious about my chibi-oba? This is my journal, if you want to know about her go ask her yourself. Be warned, she bites. Really. Eww, it's not kinky. She's my obasan for crying out loud.  What work do I do for her? Aside from the usual infiltration and investigation, I mind her shop along with Hotaru-san (love_hotaru), fix her weapons, make bombs and when I'm feeling nice, draw for her...

Yes I know, I'm being used. Now please leave me to wallow in my misery.