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"I worried for nothing; after all, you were with us," she glanced over her shoulder, where Naria was presumably occupied with her own affairs. "And she's acting as if nothing happened, despite the Emperor... I don't want anything to go wrong on this important day. I can't explain it; it's just a bad feeling, or maybe a phantom memory from a past life that never existed, but such events are a recipe for something terrible. We still haven't caught our Shinpu, have we? Nor any of his accomplices. Isn't this the perfect time for another nasty surprise?... I doubt the competence of the guard; they've already proven their uselessness time and time again. Especially now that... their ranks have been so depleted," she sighed, then blushed unnecessarily. "Yes, um... well. She said that she's planning to... 'introduce me to the people.' I appreciate her love and care – it's mutual. But it's just a nightmare. Why? And especially now. What is she thinking?...” She exhaled loudly and shook her head, making an incredible effort to control the trembling in her hands. "How do I look?... I had to change some things; I can't go there as usual. Oh yes, take this coat – you'll catch a cold. It's very warm, thank you. Ah!" For a moment, her pale face brightened, and she took a pink omamori from her bag. "Here it is. As promised, it's all in one piece, and it's even been recharged. Although it didn't really need it..." During the exchange of items, the other person might have noticed that her Kochi, without the archer's gloves, were painted with blue lacquer.