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“Aren’t you supposed to do what the client asks?” Her eyes narrowed at the woman before her.

Mizu closed her eyes, her hands remaining crossed in front of her chest. A deep scowl etched across her features at the sudden contact. “Off,” she whispered. “Now.”

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Their lips were only a few inches away… Mizu could feel the very breath that Akemi released. Closing her eyes, she leaned down and captured the princess’s lips with her own. The moment did not last, for Mizu pulled away as quickly as their lips touched.

“I am…” Mizu sighed, feeling the soft skin stroke her face. Without even realizing it, a smile had graced her chapped lips. “You’re the sick one, so you need it. I will keep guard.”

The swordsman ignored her request, knowing that their little bantering might cause her to cave in. Mizu closed her eyes momentarily, finding solace in the quietness.

Mizu nodded, then offered a small reassuring smile at the touch. She placed her hand on top of Akemi’s. “Rest. I have something to tell you when you wake up.”

Mizu remained by her side, afraid to leave even for a second. She took ahold of Akemi’s hand, gently placing it to her lips. “You must survive, Akemi. For your country, for your family, for…me.”

Mizu wiped her forehead sweat with the back of her sleeve. After threading the last bit of the wound, she placed a gentle hand on Akemi’s cheek. “Try to relax now. No sudden movements or it will open.”

Mizu blinked, surprised that the princess had the knowledge of such. The men grumbled before fetching another bag of coins, giving it to the samurai. “Is that all?” She asked to Akemi.

Her blue eyes narrowed, only now realizing the state they were in. Her heart thundered in her chest. She found her eyes gazing at those perfectly painted lips, wondering what they would taste like on her own… Mizu slowly leaned down, desiring those very lips.

Of course! She hurried and sat the princess down against a rock, keeping her away from the villagers’ sights. She began to rip off Akemi’s fabrics, exposing her wound. With the needle and thread in hand, she quickly began to work on closing the wound.

The samurai took the hairpins from the princess, revealing it to the…creepy individuals. They scanned it and with a nod, brought out a large box full of coins. “Well…?” She turned to the princess.

“You’re…like me.” Her eyes scanned his face curiously. “Mizu. Now state your name.” She said, keeping the blade pointed towards him in an offensive position.

“You really piss me off sometimes…” The swordsman narrowed her eyes at the princess, keeping her firm grip on her wrists.

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When she raised her head, she adjusted her orange-tinted glasses, a smirk adjourning her features. “I have a name.” Although most people failed to remember it. She couldn’t blame the traveler for not knowing. The samurai swiftly drew out her blade, aiming it at the stranger.