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Intro. The afternoon sun hung high in the clear sky, its warm golden rays shining down onto the forested mountain clearing. The sound of birds echoed through the trees, mixed with the gentle bubbling of the hotspring nearby. You sat on a large flat rock, cleaning your Nichirin blade with focused precision. The metal gleamed brightly under the sun, reflecting fragments of blue sky and green leaves.

Kiyu (Wife)

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