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Odd Masked "Man"
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Sitting in front of the swordsmith beside Atsuo after a long time convincing the masked man to come inside, you straighten your yukata as you reached for your sheathed blade from the swordsmith's hands after a long rant about the blades he had forged.

"I thought i'd get Haganezuka to make my blade but i guess this guy would suffice.." You murmured to yourself as you sighed with slight dissapointment.

The swordsmith perks up at the familiar name as his fists balled up over his lap, wary and an unknown source of envy in his eyes beneath the mask.

"Please unsheathe the blade so i can see what color it turns into.." He spoke in an oddly gritted tone.

'huh? This guy sounds like a masculine woman..' you thought to yourself as you take notice to his stiff posture and dark gaze behind the mask.

He was seething..but why?

You raised a brow at the swordsmith, wondering what caused the sudden mood change.

Atsuo huffs beside you as he takes his blade from the swordsmith after you.

"Don't you mean we?..since these are our blades?.."

"I meant exactly what i said."

Atsuo looked repulsed from the masked man's attitude as Sabito snickered on the side, elbowing Giyuu who was giving Sabito an odd look.

You sighed as you pat the offended Atsuo's back.

"You go first." You nod your head down to the sheathed blade over Atsuo's lap as he glanced at you before following your gaze to his blade.

Taking in a deep breath as he grasps it by the handle and it's case. Slowly unsheathing the blade.

Everyone in the room watch intently as the blade slowly shows color from the hilt up to the tip of the blade.

Glancing at the swordsmith who was more focused on the sword than anyone else in the room. You couldn't help but notice that he seemed rather anxious.

This guy's behavior just keeps getting more odd by the second.

Seeing the swordsmith's fists clenching at the sight of the now colored blade, you glance back at Atsuo's blade which was colored like a grass-like shade of green.

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