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Sumire inclined her head, "Yes, Sir. I find it a great exercise." It wasn't nearly the compliment she should have given it. Sumire loved her work, it kept her enemies guessing and her village safe. It made her feel, in a way, needed. Integral even, moreso then her forays out into the field to offer up her skin ever did.
She had a feeling that something she didn't like was about to happen. A good kunoichi listened to her instincts. "More than anything I've encountered thus far." Sumire waited, her thumb upsetting the edge of a bracelet, mentally preparing her next move in their sudden, unspoken chess game. |
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