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It had been a long while since Motoko ever felt resistance to one of her strikes. Not since the days she spent training with her sister and the other Shinmeiryuu practitioners. Which was why when her initial strike was not only deftly blocked, but she felt herself being slowly pushed back, Motoko could not help but register shock as she looked at the swordswoman before her.
She knew her friends considered her odd for bringing a sword with her to the baths, and thought she was loathe to admit it out loud, she did it less for the fact that there might be someone to use it on while she bathed, and more as a security blanket of sorts. The familiar weight and feel of Shisui at her side allowed her to relax in the calming atmosphere, the fact that it was in easy reach doing much to ease her worries. When she spotted the Wolkenritter sisters already in the baths, she was ready to ignore any questions that may have come her way. Which is why when all she received was looks of approval from Signum and Vita, an unspoken acceptance from fellow warriors, Motoko felt more at peace than she ever had since coming to Hinata-sou.
Of course, she noticed that neither girl carried a weapon on them either. In fact, outside of their towels, all they had on them were chain bracelets with a small weapon charm of some kind. While she could hardly be one to fawn over jewelery, Motoko did wonder if the girls could possibly point her to where they might have purchased them. Perhaps she might find one with a small katana charm... the girls who followed her about at school did mention something along the lines of matching jewelery being a nice way to bond with new friends. Perhaps she should consult Naru-sempai about such things...?
Her thoughts, however, were disrupted as someone opened the door to the bathing area. Hoping that perhaps Naru had arrived, Motoko glanced up... only to spy the man responsible for the Wolkenritter sisters. Instantly, her mind leapt to a number of conclusions, all of them leading to the same thought. In the blink of an eye, she drew her sword and charged at the man, intent on delivering upon him a painful lesson in common decency.
"PERVERT!"
The sudden, nostalgic 'clang' of metal striking metal was the first thing that shocked her. As she pushed back against Signum, intent n forcing her way through the swordswoman, she spared a brief glance at the western style blade she used, followed by a quick glance over to her sister. Somehow, both had pulled out large weapons where none had been before. Frowning, Motoko pushed hard against Signum's blade and leapt back into a guard position, noting how Signum kept the man at her back at all times.
Suddenly, things began to make sense to her. The barrier that surrounded the building before, the fact someone like him would have three women at his side. The fact they were from Europe. Fighting back the feeling of revulsion that threatened to make her heave then and there, Motoko gathered up her towel. "... I shall take my leave." Glaring at Keitaro, Motoko clenched her fist around Shisui's sheath as she pulled her towel around her with her free hand. "Know that it is only your relation to Granny and your guardian's timely assistance that saves you this day, Magi." Without sparing any of them a glance, Motoko walked past, quickly drying herself off and changing before getting as far away from their new guests as possible.
Motoko needed to meditate on this. While she had no personal experience, she knew the stories told, passed down to every Shinmeiryuu student as part of their training. There was no longer a war, only cold relations... due to that, she would need to calm herself before she interacted with either the Wolkenritters or Urashima in the near future.
Still, to think Granny Hina's own grandson was a Western mage. Honestly, did he need to flaunt his Ministra partners like that? And that Vita girl looked about Suu's age! Firming her resolve, she promised to keep an eye on the man to ensure none of the girls at the dorm fell under his perverted sway.
Back at te bath, Keitaro adjusted his glasses as he looked after Motoko, a look of confusion on his face.
"... what just happened?"
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Likely ending it here. The snippet might need some work. Lemme know what you guys think, hmm? Also changed the title of the chapter.