| Maeda Atsuko |
I'll assume Shikyo translates for you.
Maeda Atsuko nods sagely, and replies, "Karuto shinja no kakurega wa kegareta rei ni yotte yogosa remasu. Sore wa anata ga karera no saishū-tekina nokori ni sorera o michibiku yoku arimasu."
The sword is taken reverently and placed in the arms of a statue of Irori posed in the stance of a warrior thrusting a weapon. To your surprise the sword fits the statue's hand perfectly. A number of monks arrive and begin a slow rhythmic chant. There are no words to their ululations but somehow the ensemble feels right and there are deep patterns to the intertwining chant. You stay there meditating as afternoon turns into evening and evening into night.
You start as a gong is softly sounded to mark the middle of the night. Maeda abruptly gets up and fetches the sword from the statue. The torch light must be playing tricks on you, for you could have sworn you saw the statue flex it's fingers slightly. Of course that would be impossible, it's just a statue. Anyway Maeda bows and hands the sword back to you Mohktar.
You notice nothing different about the sword at first however the hamon seems to have changed subtly and you notice the waves seem to alter slightly every time you look at it. Curiously you never actually see the hamon change, even if you stare at the blade for hours.
The weapon now has the ghost touch property, please adjust your sheet. What are your intentions now? Don't forget tomorrow is the parade of souls.