[Kamikaze Chinchilla]

"There was nothing special in your father's death. He wanted to go in a way where people would be able to cope with his loss, slowly closing himself off to most of the world over the course of several months to make sure that things remained stable before he passed away in his sleep. It was a peaceful death. I'm sure you can at least remember how he had stopped talking much to his own family..it was during that time," it wasn't her ideal death, but his father was wise and only wanted his tribe to continue on successfully without him. What she didn't mention was that the very thing that killed him was the same thing that Nobuo had been inflicted with, except Nobuo was unfortunate to develop it when he was young, "The medicines..have you prepared those for your son? His illness may be carried through spirit."

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"Eh?! Wait!" Nobuo rushed up to Ken'ichi and pulled him close, whispering so that no other ears could pick up what he was saying, "Seriously..you don't really intend on telling my father about any of this, right?" A bead of sweat rolled down the side of his face. It was bad enough that he had earned one tutor for the day, but it would be a huge blow to earn another one, "If I ordered you not to do it, you won't tell him, right?"