“If you wish to hand out some to the patrons of the Angel’s Retreat, that can certainly be arranged.” Isamu smiled. He meant what he said about better supporting Minoru’s goals. There were going to be uchiwa hand fans all over the Nexus, and quite possibly also their hometown.
“Well, Fan Man.” Minoru corrected. “Everybody gets a nickname sooner or later, I guess.”
“It is a little cheesy, I suppose. But I always thought it was suitable. Do not think all the times you called yourself that in an attempt to psych yourself up and blow everyone away went unnoticed.” He insisted. “It represents your talent in the air and the speed at which you move. It connotes your ability to keep cool in the face of harrowing situations. It honors your heritage. From a marketing standpoint, it is easy to say and remember, and lends itself to a very visual symbol.”
“I did always like how it sounded.” Minoru laughed. “Fan Man.”
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“Well, Fan Man.” Minoru corrected. “Everybody gets a nickname sooner or later, I guess.”
“It is a little cheesy, I suppose. But I always thought it was suitable. Do not think all the times you called yourself that in an attempt to psych yourself up and blow everyone away went unnoticed.” He insisted. “It represents your talent in the air and the speed at which you move. It connotes your ability to keep cool in the face of harrowing situations. It honors your heritage. From a marketing standpoint, it is easy to say and remember, and lends itself to a very visual symbol.”
“I did always like how it sounded.” Minoru laughed. “Fan Man.”