• Vol. 06
  • Chapter 02
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A Perfect Samurai

Samurai are supposed to flip.
But Toshi only flopped.

Samurai saunter.
Toshi stomped.

Samurai slither.
Toshi clomped.

Other people stared at him, but Toshi didn't mind. "That's not who I am," he said to anyone who would listen. "I won't conform. I am me. Accept me for me, or leave me be. It matters little in the end."

"But...," someone always countered, whispered timidly.

"There are no 'buts,'" Toshi roared. "Only what is true. I accept me for me. Will you accept you for you?"