The Samuraji Way

Met Númi, my grandson, in the stairs, we were coming home at the same time. It was raining heavily, I was driving so I was dry and although he was walking he was also dry. I had had a meeting with the two guys that I work with on programs like this as we are starting a new one. B.t.w. I made the title.
Númi was holding a great Samuraji sword. When we were inside he showed me the secret of the sword.