It was a nice day outside, the sun had just come up and you were about to head to final selection.
"Hey, where do you think you're going so early today?" Takeshi Karube, your teacher, asks.
"Ah, I'm headed toward Final Selection. It's a few hours from here, so I thought I'd start earlier." you stated.
"Oi, I understand, but you have to eat! Breakfast is the most important meal of the day. Plus, I'm not letting you leave just like that! I've invited someone over~" He squealed.
You sighed, knowing there was no way out of this. Plus, You were kind of hungry, but it's not like you'd admit that. So you sat yourself down and poured some of the miso soup in front of you into your bowl. Takeshi stared at you the entire time. You'd gotten used to it over the years; he wanted to make sure any of your movements weren't without purpose.
"So how was your sleep? Were you nervous? Any dreams?" Karube asks.
You shrugged, then told him, "I used to have a dream, it was one where you'd stop talking to me." You were calmly drinking the soup. Until...
"Ach, what was that for?"
He bonked you on the head. Hard.
"Don't speak to me like that! I am your sensei! Do you hear that? I mean, come on! I made you food!" He cried.
"Jeez, alright, alright..." You muttered, completely over with his bullshit.
knock knock.
'Eh? who could be there?'
You opened the door, glancing up to see your actual mentor, Giyuu Tomioka. You gasped, and almost broke through your emotionless state by smiling. Unfortunately, your face wouldn't allow you too.
"Did you miss me?" He slightly smiled at you.
You furiously nodded, wishing you could give him a smile of your own. He patted your head as if he understood, and wandered inside. Following after him, you muttered, "Soo, what are you doing here?" He looked down at you, then stated, "I came to wish you good luck for Final Selection, also, I have a gift for you."
You were confused. "Gift" was a word you'd barely heard in the years that you lived. You watched curiously as he steadily unwrapped one of the two cloths wrapped with ribbon. The first one was on the smaller side, but the second one was long. He opened the first one, revealing a small yarn bracelet to take on your journeys:
(you can change the design or smth, but this is the idea)
The second one was handled more delicately. Slowly unwrapping it, it appeared to be a nichirin sword, designed to match your Dream Breathing. (you guys can pick the way it looks, cuz I know everyone has different opinions on what this or that is) Your eyes sparkled at the gorgeous object. You would marry it, if you could. He held your hand out, tying the bracelet on so it wouldn't fall.
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