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As me and the guys relaxing on the long forgotten island north of Narukami island, I felt the bloodlust of an unknown entity. Adjusting my straw hat being on edge by fear of the unknown. Suddenly the very archon of war approaches our camp. In a flash a lordly man in blue summoned swords of water as soon as they were summoned. A fierce wind knocked some of us off our feet. I quickly dashed away, setting off fireworks to daze them in the slim chance that I could survive. As sudden strikes of water hit me and my comrades with pinpoint accuracy. I gotta survive this torrent. Feeling the blade plunge into my heart for my final breath. Muttered "to the very end" dropping a handguard before disappearing forever. Feeling like I've done this before with different people spelling my end.
Ayato's POV
"Seriously a single low level handguard. I need the silver ones to up your talents, my prince charming ayato." The warm guiding voice who praises my teammates and mine fighting her will. This is not the first time I've faced off against these fighters. Sure I may be the yashiro commissioner, but everyone once called by her is at her beck and call. At least she's trying to make me stronger so no assassin would dare attempt to end me or my family's life. "Nuts out of Mora and I'm out of resin. Well we can do story quests in the meantime." She's been especially nice with me and venti. Suddenly I'm back in my office. Well back to doing my paperwork. Though I should study those guides to elegance that she gave me. Once I'm done of course.