249 6.43 New Toys To Play With, Himura? (2/2)
For salaries alone, we had spent 150,000 gold coins including the governmental and business district employees, outpost soldiers, cavalrymen as well as our 3 branch offices with 36 of the installers.
The caravans and carriages that were arriving seem rather menacing as it poses a kind of aura that they are here to prove their dominance over power and brute force. They stopped and a group of men walked through the district and first thing they had seen were an incomplete set of houses but a clean outlook given that the path they walked was paved with bricks.
The dragons had been sent into hiding because it would be cause mayhem and soldiers would be shooting at them and may end its life as well as an end to find the Wind Tunnel to head back.
”Good morning, Gentlemen. My name is Himura Kenshin and I am the Mayor and Governor for the Fukushima Prefecture and here is Tokugawa Iemochi, the 14th Shogun if the Shogunate. We welcome you to Japan and our corporation ground, Fasuto Japan KabushikiGaisha.”
Normally greeting these lowlifes would generally wait for them to bow first and we would now. Depending on the angle in bowing also shows the respect that they or we had for each other.
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”Hmmph... Can we get tea or some refreshments around here? What kind of hospitality you guys give around for your guests? A bunch of kids claiming to be the Mayor, Governor and Shogun? You kids must be shittin' me right? Ay... Go get us a drink.” the burly moustached man sat down before us and simply by that had shown us great disrespect.
I can sense the anger welling up within Tokugawa Iemochi as he suddenly held on the handle of his katana. I placed my hand gently on his and he pulled it away. I eyed him and shook my head and he released it.
”MY HOOD, MY GAMES. YOU WANNA PLAY? COME GET SOME...!!”
I sat down in front of him with Tokugawa Iemochi besides me on my right and Hiko-sama on my left. I looked around and saw that he was with 6 armed men with short swords at their sides, a bayonet on the other, and old fashioned looking matchlocks rifles. ”Urrgghhh... I hate these antique rifles, get these out of my face.” I thought to myself as I rolled my eyes at their pieces.
In fact, the technology is so backward, I'd rather use a bow and arrow to let loose 15 arrows for the same time these people would reload, aim and fire their rifle once.
The man in front of us was named Townsend Harris and he was the Minister Resident of Japan in 1859. He was the one that fucked up the whole system when Japan reluctantly opened up its doors for the Westerners. However, the way of his approach was far worse than the Dutch that a Japanese had been dealing with for some time now.
”When was the last time your men had taken a shower? You've seen the river back then when you come in right? It's best they washed their bodies and have you ever been to a pigsty? Yeah, these men smelled like those pigs.”
”Yeah... One more thing, your fat old fart, have you smelled your fingers lately? That's right... Go ahead and smell your fingers... Its smelled like your rotten asshole that's probably overgrown with haemorrhoid.”
”You insolent bastard...! If not for your well-spoken English, I... I...” his face went beet red and was shaking his forefinger at me. Most probably to his high collared right fitting clothes that he was wearing even if its 30 degrees Celcius in this heat.
Hahaaaaaaaaa.....