The inazuma land

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Your life at Inazuma was outright different from what it used to be at Shnezhnaya.

First, you had a new outfit that would suit more Inazuma's usages: a green kimono made of the softest silk.

This way you could fit in and be discret among the other civilians

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This way you could fit in and be discret among the other civilians.

For most of the expeditions, Scaramouche would take you with him. He thought your were efficient after you grew on him. You were indeed a good agent that would make sure everyone respects your superior.

You actually liked this new life. Scaramouche started indeed to be less tough with you and would let you more freedom.

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One day, you were training by yourself with your sword on the green grass in front of the headquarters. You had free time so it was a good idea to use it for the better. You had to admit it, you were good but you needed to improve.

"Lame."

A voice you knew too well reached out to you. You turned around and met a familiar silhouette.

As you stared at him, he approached you with a smug expression.

"Position yourself as though we were about to fight." He stated and you obeyed placing yourself in a quite bad position, holding clumsily your sword in front of you.

"Come on, you can do better"

Scaramouche slowly placed himself behind you, which caused you to blush. His body was close to yours, inviding your intimacy. He then grabed your arm with his hand correcting your position. You startled and tried to look at him but he quickly grabbed your chin making you looked right in front of you.

"Don't look at me, but at your oponent." And so you did. He then let go of you to examine your position, walking around you as your stiffened. He stoped next to you and seized his sword, showing you some moves. Both of you have been training for an hour where you learned a lot from him. Even thought he was spitefull, he was a great teacher. He was patient and watchfull.

You thought he was particularly ambivalent. So mean and sometimes so carefull.

When he judged you were good enough he let go of the sword training to switch to giving you more tips to use your vision. Indeed, you got your vision not so long ago and you still needed some advices to use yours.

You didn't know well how to control the flux of your anemo energy. And so he did a demonstration.

He held both of his hand still and you could see some crackling at the tip of fis finger. "Don't be scared" He was obviously waiting for you to place your hands against his. You were afraid he was trying to trick you but somehow you wanted to trust him, so you obeyed. You felt the soft skin of his hands against yours and you felt something. No only the painless electro energy passing throught your body but also something warm in your heart.

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