[It's very small, but a smile tugs at the corners of Hijikata's lips, his mind going to the memory of Kondou -- his best friend, his commander, as much a brother to him as the brothers who raised him as a child.]

[A man he'd have traded his own life for without any hesitation. A man whose memory was enough to die for without regret.]

I see.

Come to my shrine some time, if that's the case, and I'll give you a chance. There's a training hall behind the living quarters.