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北落絆レベルアップ1 絆レベル1 Many I meet are curious about my life by the sword. But I have severed those ties myself. All that remains here is a retainer of House Saionji.

北落絆レベルアップ2 絆レベル2 I wasn't born blind. Cornered in a deadly trap with no retreat, I was saved by the former master of House Saionji. Henceforth, I cast aside my past. I have kept only one companion: this heavy sword he bestowed upon me, Edgeless. Years have gone by. I seek nothing else now, only to honor his trust by helping the young master come into her own.

北落絆レベルアップ3 絆レベル3 For as long as I can remember, I have known no homeland, drifting through the world without purpose. They say, "Ask not whence one comes," yet when one's ties to home are cut, a man becomes a rootless weed. All these years I have waited... for a dialect, a folk melody, anything to tell me where my journey began, and where it should end.

北落絆レベルアップ4 絆レベル4 Those who walk the path of the sword are but fate's forsaken. The fortunate lose only wealth; the wretched, their lives... I was once ensnared so deep it cost me my sight. You must not follow.

北落絆レベルアップ5 絆レベル5 Every time I visit Mahjong Soul Shrine, you extend such thoughtful care. Yet when the roles are reversed, I always end up relying on your aid at the dojo. It occurs to me that I have never properly hosted you... a poor return. The master has recently forced several days of leave upon me. Beyond playing mahjong here and practicing with my sword, I have little to occupy myself. Should you find time, come seek me out.

北落契約を結ぶ契約 I knew it was you from ten paces away. Please, make yourself at home. My humble abode is graced today. A stick of calming incense, two bowls of amber wine... Even a mere swordsman can put on a bit of refinement now and then. They say life is like wine. This brew has aged underground for years, yet it is only when shared that it truly finds its flavor.

北落正月契約 The joy of the festival is proof of peaceful times. Yet to me, the clamor of gongs, fireworks, and cheers is far too harsh, so whenever the holidays fill the streets with noise, I rarely go out. Walking with you tonight, though, I find myself reminded that there's a certain comfort in returning to the bustle of the world once in a while. From the sound of the bells, we must be near Mahjong Soul Shrine. Since we've come this far, we might as well go in and offer a prayer – for peace in our days and quiet, lasting joy.