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the following week I focused on myself. I made sure to eat the proper nutrients, drink plenty of water, get enough rest, and train myself little by little. I was out by the garden picking up some plants for sensei's herbal tea.
the sky was getting pretty cloudy, so I brought an umbrella with me. I never minded the rain. In fact I enjoyed being outside while it's raining. Occasional thunder storms would erupt nearby sparkling electricity and sensei would always tell us to not be afraid of it.
besides, I am training under a thunder demon slayer.
as i placed the last handful of herbal leaves into the basket, loud thunder boomed in the the sky. I watched the yellow lightning strike somewhere nearby in the forest. It was beautiful.
"HEY IS ANYBODY HOME???" Someone called out. I went to the gate to see a man wearing a wooden mask. He was holding something. His hat chimed with glasses hung from it.
"JIGORO KUWAJIMA SENSEI!!!" The person called out again. Hearing the sensei's name I opened the gate standing in front with my umbrella still above me.
"can I help you?" I asked and he eyed me sassily. Well even if I couldn't see his face, I just felt like he was.
"You must be y/n kaori!" He exclaimed.
"Yes, do you need anything?"
"I'm here to deliver your sword. I'm your sword smith. Hotaru haganezuka."
"Good evening mr haganezuka. Please come in and dry yourself up. I'll tell sensei you're here, and make some tea for you."
I placed the umbrella above us and quickly made our way inside. Going into a room, I grabbed a dry towel handing it to the sword smith. sensei greeted him like they were old friends. I went to brew some tea with the herbs I picked out, and poured it to each cup and one for myself. Sitting in the middle I listened to the sword smith explain how he was doing.
"Your sword y/n," he handed it to me and I took it out. It showed a beautiful thin blade, turning its colour into a deep shade of yellow as I held onto the handle. Cloth wrapped clumsily around the bottom part with tied into a loose bow.
"pretty," mr hotaru gasped.
"Amazing. Gifted with the power from above. A rare sight indeed," sensei chuckled sipping on his tea. The sword smith scurried to where I was putting his finger on the blade. He restraint his fingers off ammediately.
"Hot hot hot," he exclaimed.
"I have to go for real now," I chuckled as sensei was clinging himself onto me, not wanting to let go.
"Keep safe y/n. I wouldn't want to hear news of you dying," he sobbed out. His nostrils were filled with snot, scrunching my face in disgust, I struggled to pry myself out of his grasp.
