Inspired by Maxini-sama's excellentpoem How To Paint In Blood. Battousai gives a little painting lesson.

Bloody red and silver steel.

Ignore the little voices,

They just don't have the

Taste to appreciate your art.

It is an art, really,

Bloody red and silver steel,

All bold lines, it's all about

Making an impact,

Making an impression,

Even if it is,

One that makes them sick

To their stomachs.

They just can't appreciate it, really,

Such a shame, such a pity.

Oh, well, paint alone.

Bloody red and silver steel,

They'll appreciate it someday,

And if they don't…

Then we'll have to silence

Those little voices…

Won't we?