Kojiro wandered about town, alone, thinking. He was, as anyone could tell, highly upset. His mother had called him while they were eating in the ramen shop. Called to ask- no tell him, to bring home his left over wages from this summer because they were needed.
Its not that he minded helping his family out when they were in a jam, its just that he minded the fact that the money was going to his grandmother, not to his family. His grandmother, required many things in her final days. Some of it medication, some of it world comforts she begged and harassed his mother for. And if she didn't receive the later of the two, she went on a long tirade about how her son would provide and care for and give her whatever she needed.
And his mother went along, because of course, it was too cruel to deny the confused old woman or to try to explain to her that her son was dead.
He sighed as he walked up to an ATM. He really didn't want to do this. It meant he would be short on money for quite sometime. But it had to get to his mother tomorrow, Karin was coming by his school to pick it up. Kojiro propped up his sword and withdrew as much of his money as the machine would let him. He neatly folded it up and stuck it into his wallet. At least he still had his tips to look forward to this weekend. once he was all set he made his way to the train. He would wait for Isoroku and Rin there.
He still wanted to be alone for a while.
