[Souji's going to be stuck with a barnacle now, good luck. Kashuu doesn't really know what to do with himself honestly, since killing pointlessly goes against what was ingrained into him from his earliest days. As a weapon and a tool used for a specific purpose, it makes sense that his ideals and morals were shaped accordingly - that he doesn't have trouble shedding blood, but that because of his human wielders, he disdains spilling any unnecessarily.
And that's why he isn't mad. Even though this Okita isn't his Okita, they share enough that Kashuu is certain he could say "you wouldn't really kill for fun" and be entirely correct not counting Kaoru. As for the question:]
I'm not mad. Not at you, anyway.
[He punctuates the last sentence by rubbing his forehead against Souji's shoulder, though the gesture isn't super affectionate - it's more exhausted than anything, like someone rubbing their face into their pillow at the end of a long day.]
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And that's why he isn't mad. Even though this Okita isn't his Okita, they share enough that Kashuu is certain he could say "you wouldn't really kill for fun" and be entirely correct
not counting Kaoru. As for the question:]I'm not mad. Not at you, anyway.
[He punctuates the last sentence by rubbing his forehead against Souji's shoulder, though the gesture isn't super affectionate - it's more exhausted than anything, like someone rubbing their face into their pillow at the end of a long day.]