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( warning: vulgar language and slight violence )
"Ah, yes!"
Haganezuka grinned under his mask, a glint of excitement flashing through his eyes.
"L/n, my one and only favorite swords-woman." Haganezuka walked over to where the (h/c) haired girl was sitting, which was next to the opened sliding door that led to into the garden.
He came to an halt when he was in front of her and crouched down, making sure to leave some space in between them.
Y/n blinked, slightly tilting her head up to meet the males gaze.. or rather his mask's gaze.
She was sitting with her left leg out and her right knee bent and up to her chest as her right arm was over her knee.
Kamado whipped his head to the two, or rather Haganezuka, his jaw dropped and eyes wide.
FAVORITE!?
L/N-SAN IS-IS HIS FAVORITE?
NOT ONLY THAT, SHE'S HIS FAVORITE AND ONLY FAVORITE SWORDS-WOMAN????
H-HOW??
"How many I help you, Y/n-san?"
Kamado's jaw dropped even further if it was possible.
AND THEY'RE ON FIRST NAME BASIS!?
"Uhh, here." Y/n mumbled as she than sat up straight slightly, her other hand going out to grab her sheathed katana that was next to her side and handing it to the masked male who gently grabbed it from her hands.
Haganezuka slowly pulled the katana out of its sheath and put the sheath to the side.
His eyes carefully examined the beautiful katana.
It was a lilac purple that stopped at the middle of the katana and faded into a bright white. The katana shines from different angles and shines more brightly in the sun, or in the moonlight.
His eyes then shifted towards the tip of the sword, his eyes widening for a moment before relaxing, realizing it was just a little chipped.
"Just chipped?" Haganezuka raised a brow under his mask, lifting his head back up to look at the (h/c) haired girl.
Y/n nodded. "Mmhm."
"That's not bad--"
Kamado leaned back and fell to his back, flabbergasted.
