She nodded, taking comfort in his words.
"You're right...Oyakata-sama has never been like that." She replied before knocking gently.
"Enter." Shingen called and Akihime pushed open the door. Shingen looked up and smiled softly, "Ah, Yukimura, Akihime. How can I help you?"
"Ano..." Akihime grew nervous, "I...wanted to bring something up with you, Oyakata-sama..."
"Of course, Akihime, you can talk to me about anything." He replied. She swallowed nervously and looked down.
"I...had an idea to make sorcerers stronger...and I wanted your help in achieving that."
"Oh? And what would that be?" Shingen asked. Akihime grew nervous and Shingen noticed right away.
"Ano...I was thinking we could...wipe out the low grade sorcerers...and force higher grades to be born in response." She said. Shingen sat quietly for what felt like ages before he shot up in his seat, face twisted with rage.
"You dare bring such a disgusting proposal to me, Akihime?! Have you gone insane?!" He snapped. Akihime shrunk and kept her head down.
"We're dying faster and faster, Oyakata-sama! The curses only grow stronger, we can't keep up!!"
"You're suggesting to me a mass cull!! Of our own people!! I cannot allow this, Akihime!!" Shingen snapped, "What would your father think?!" Akihime grew very angry.
"Do not bring my father into this. My father was a powerful sorcerer! We lost him to illness, not a curse!"
"He would be ashamed all the same!!" Shingen boomed. He looked away from her, "Get out of my sight. The only I can offer you is a headstart before your fate is decided." Her eyes widened.
"B-But... Oyakata-!"
"Leave!!" Shingen yelled and Akihime shook before running out in shame. Shingen's gaze turned to Yukimura and he scowled.
"I pray you don't share her sentiment."