[center][b][color=2F4F4F][h2]Daisuke Yama[/h2][/color][/b]
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With both Chokashi and his father assuring him that they weren’t upset at him for the outcome, Daisuke soon banished his worry about that and turned his attention to a more pressing matter his dislocated shoulder. This was not the first time he had to deal with this injury, and likely not the last. Normally he would go in to get it checked, but given that it wasn’t a severe seperation and the fact that he still had to help with the setup he opted to reset it on his own. As he did his jaw clenched at the sudden pain, it wasn’t until the sharp pain subsidded into a throbbing one that he finally relaxed again. 

While he rolled his shoulder a few times, Daisuke suddenly felt his head become heavier as Aoi leapt up and balanced on top of his head. Without moving his head he glanced upwards, just in time to see the juice box that the harliquin was offering him for his victory. Reaching up slowly, making sure not to sway too much, he took the drink and drained it quickly as his ‘captain’ told him the other part of his reward. Being unable to shake his head he instead let out a slight sigh, though he wasn’t surprised in the slightest that she would give him something that he was going to do anyway as his mission. A thought abruptly formed, and as he spoke he glanced up again even knowing that he wouldn’t be able to see her. [color=2F4F4F]”Since this is my mission, that means you are going to pay me for it right? Otherwise it wouldn’t be much of a mission.”[/color]

Before he could get a response out of the clown another man made himself known as he spoke. Keeping his back straight, Daisuke turned around to face the shorter man that was apparently displeased with the prospect of having Daisuke aid in the setup. He caught the duffle bag and peeked inside of it while the carpenter lit his cigarette. Upon seeing the clothing he closed the bag, not bothering to take them out. With Aoi balancing on his head it would be impossible to change his attire, and he could work in what he wore easily enough. He waited until the Akimichi was finished speaking and had already begun leading the way before he responded as he followed his temporary boss. [color=2F4F4F]”I am not a master of the craft, however I do have experience with it. When I was away I built the small cottage that I lived in. I only hope that my skill is enough that I am able to be of assistance Fugaki-tōryō. And as long as Aoi-sama is as talented as I believe having her on my head will to prove to be a problem.”[/color]