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As the group was relaxing after a tough battle, Fuchi was patching up himself and Tamiya, removing their tops. Chobei and Mizuho didn't need to recover themselves, due to their regenerating abilities. Despite this, Mizuho helped apply medicine to the other two, feeling bad for them. Wanting to help out the Blade Dragon with his now-gone eye, the ninth-ranked Asaemon decided to make him a makeshift eyepatch. Carefully, Fuchi removed the handguard of his sword and used a rasp to file it down until it thinned out.
"You're doing good so far!" praised Mizuho, impressed with his abilities.
After searching what remained of the Bochu Jutsu Sanctum, she was now wearing a one-piece, red skirtini while keeping her jewelled headress, scarf, and sandals.
"How long's this gonna take?" complained Tamiya.
"I'm the one who sewed up your wrist stump." Fuchi talked back, remembering helping the Blade Dragon's severed hand when they first arrived at the island.
Finally, he had tied the handguard with some bandages and meticulously placed it over Tamiya's left eye. Fuchi was overjoyed by his success with finding the perfect angle for the eyepatch.
"Planning down that tsuba sword guard was no small feat, but my masterpiece is complete. Behold, Mizuho! I said look!"
The ravenette clapped her hands together in amazement.
"Woah!"
"Diagonal is surely the coolest of angles. Right, Gantetsusai?"
"I wanna look like an old master... not just showing off on the outside, y'know... but like someone who's seen a lot. Also, I don't have a mirror, so I can't say anything about the whole slant thing." Responded Tamiya.
"Well, I believe that you look cool!" applauded Mizuho.
"You have a type there, missy."
"Mizuho, thanks for the compliment." Praised Fuchi. "However, Gantetsusai... your sense of style is just as damaged as your body."
"ACHOO!" sneezed the Blade Dragon.
"Bless you." Mizuho said.
"His clothes are still soaked though."
"Fools." Chobei insulted, disinterestedly sitting down on some rubble. He spoke, while wearing similar garb he had before. "Thinking we can piss away time like this."
"We're merely resting, Aza-san." The ninth-ranked swordsman responded.
Mizuho held his shoulder concernedly before speaking.
"Although I agree with us resting for a while, we have to hurry. Lord Tensen's leader Rien is planning to turn everyone back in the mainland into Tan. Deep inside the Main Sanctum is this scary, giant flower called Banko. That thing is what would help them everyone into Tan. The sooner we continue, the sooner we could save the mainland..." she then looked at Chobei, "... then my sisters and Toma..."
"Despite this," Fuchi rebuked, "we still need a ship at the floodgates that could carry us all back to the mainland."
As soon as Chobei and Mizuho nodded their heads in agreement, they felt rumbling from the ground, shaking all four of them.
"What's going on?!" yelled out Mizuho.
When the rumbling stopped, they were suddenly approached by masked figures wearing dark-blue clothes.
"Shinobi?" Chobei questioned as Mizuho stood beside him, unsheathing her blade.
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Adaption is Key (An Aza Chobei Fanfic)
FanfictionWhat if Aza Chobei had a different executioner? What would happen if an unranked woman of the Yamada clan took his brother's place instead? Mizuho may be looked down upon, but won't be underestimated by the Bandit King. This franchise belongs to Yuj...
