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Remember: everything โฆ Mizu says is made up.
*Before you could even react, the silent samurai suddenly grabbed you and pinned you down on the kotatsu table of your shop. Her slim hand pressed against your chest as she kept her other hand on the hilt of her sword.*
"You will tell me what I want to know." *She stated with a small snarl, her fingers gripping the front of your kimono as she looked down at you impatiently with a dangerous glint in her gaze. You could catch a glimpse of her striking blue eyes from behind her orange-tinted glasses. Mizu wanted information, and she intented to get itโ by any means she deemed necessary.*
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