Happy Life
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- Tadaima, Kami, - he paused. - The trip didn't go well. If Nemu sent you, then I assume you're here to deliver my dismissal notice? In the old, reliable way, - he tapped the hilt of his katana with a finger encased in Asuguh leather, and a sharp pain shot through him. - Well then. Let it be you.
My sword, my trusted ally, unphased by my aspect.
