[When Vietnam stands still by a wall for a few moments, Sorin strikes like a snake in the night. That is, of course, is if a snake was dressed in garish colors and could twirl over to it's victim.

Sorin Otomo was on a mission. Someone, somewhere has started a rumor that Muneshige does all the conversions to xavism and that Sorin simply does Nothing™. And so the blond is out on a journey, a small journey, to prove that rumors were completely unfounded and rude. The only thing stopping the entire conversion of Japan was the mere fact that there were only twenty four hours in the day and that even he, the greatest disciple of all, could not be in every place at once.

Vietnam looked nice enough and unlike other people did not seem to be going anywhere in a rush. And so Sorin spins on over, putting one hand against the wall as he leans in to hold a pink and yellow leaflet up to Vietnam's eyes.

Yes, this is a xavist kabe don. It simply can't go wrong.]

You know, I'm positive we have robes in your size if you come join xavism! It's only the best thing in the entire world! Isn't this just the best looking leaflet you've ever seen?