Kusuriyuri allowed a small smile to curve his lips. "A is my deshi," he replied softly, a touch of pride in his voice. "My...friend," he settles on. The full implication of the word deshi is lost on most who hear it only as student or disciple. The relationship is one of mutual trust and respect. "You have met A?" he asks, though the answer is obvious.
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Date: 2008-08-17 11:27 am (UTC)