[...This girl can't speak, can she? Miyabi tilts her head and pauses as she was about to put her sword back in its holster at her hip. What's she trying to say? Uhm...h-her sword? Miyabi holds Sumomo out, still sheathed, and in both her hands.]
You like my sword? Her name is Sumomo. [Note the little calligraphy brush on the handle of the hilt.] I use her to fight and paint.
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You like my sword? Her name is Sumomo. [Note the little calligraphy brush on the handle of the hilt.] I use her to fight and paint.