While the "blade" in front of me could technically do some damage, it was still an insult to label it as a katana. It had the rough outline of it— and as much as I love to repeat myself over and over, this shit was just a lame fucking attempt to hoodwink gullible people.
So yeah, I just picked it up and caused a commotion as several alarms went up but as everyone else ran over to see what was the cause, me, it made things fucking easier since I just made my "Hermano" hold his dumb purchase up.
"YOU—"
"That's a fake, I'm doing you a favor."
In less than a second, half of the blade flew to the opposite end of the room, and I just sheathed my blade like it was nothing. However, everyone else was just looking at Mr. Cuervo's reaction which was the complete embodiment of chaos.
