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☀️ Arselia and Akonia

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On the day the contract was signed, the new model was introduced to a female photographer.
- Yamagami Aiyano, - Yamagami Aiyano bows. - Allow me to note that you have a very interesting eye color. As for the "rabbit" - I have no doubt that your establishment is absolutely wonderful, however, I am not some senator, nor am I a walking bag of money, so I can't afford to frequent it, so you understand... I hope my friend isn't causing you any trouble? Because she can be quite energetic.
In response to the comment about the contract clause, she said:
- "Unfortunately," I'm not like that... So, there won't be any...
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- Here, "Aponia" is the blade, and "Ataraxia" is the scabbard. - Crag explained, handing Aiyano her order. - The absence of physical and mental pain, respectively. Well, you know, you kill enemies - and no one can cause you pain anymore, ha-ha-ha! Just keep in mind that, unlike your sword, I forged it from high-quality, but still not cosmic ore, so it requires a little more care.
- Arigato, ojisan. Even I can see that the work is exquisite, even though I don't know anything about blacksmithing. You have an interesting naming convention, but don't you think that "Aponia" sounds too close to "Aconia"? Another person in your place would be worried that this could bring bad luck to the Blade. And don't worry, we'll enchant it.

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With difficulty opening her eyes and trying for a long time to focus on the rivets on the ceiling beam - it seemed that the last few months had passed without a break, and she should definitely thank fate for the "vacation" that preceded them - Aiyano slowly got out of bed.
Glancing at the calendar - November 1st, exactly two... three?... weeks until the harvest festival, although on this planet it might be different from their calendar - she thought:
"It's time for a vacation..."
With no less difficulty, she got up and stretched, and spent the usual morning time in parallel thoughts about the coven of vile old men, about whom she received a message the day before - this, of course, did not add to her pleasure.
She needed to talk to everyone responsible for this, starting with Sonata, whom she went to look for in the villa or its surroundings.
My sword, my trusted ally, unphased by my aspect.