Sepuku: Vs Harakiri

Satoru whispered: “I ran.”

Kenji was silent.

The rain fell in sheets over the hills of Aizu, turning the clay paths to blood-colored slurry. Inside the manor of Lord Tadamasa, two men sat in silence, separated by a single candle. sepuku vs harakiri

“Then this is harakiri ,” he said. “Ugly. Silent. Unrecorded.” Satoru whispered: “I ran