There once was a ronin samurai without a sword. How he lost his sword, the man would never say. Many suspected that he was dishonored homehow. That was why he was ronon: no one would hire a saumurai who lost his honor. But this man didn't seem to mind. He just kept going from house to house looking for any work.
The only work he could find was in the Shinto shrines. He scrubbed the floors and polished the idols. Work for a servant, not for a samurai. But he didn't seem to mind. He worked hard and left when his job was finished.
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There once was a ronin samurai without a sword. How he lost his sword, the man would never say. Many suspected that he was dishonored homehow. That was why he was ronon: no one would hire a saumurai who lost his honor. But this man didn't seem to mind. He just kept going from house to house looking for any work.
The only work he could find was in the Shinto shrines. He scrubbed the floors and polished the idols. Work for a servant, not for a samurai. But he didn't seem to mind. He worked hard and left when his job was finished.
And still he was a samurai without a sword.