Well, your mission ended quite sooner than you both anticipated. And you two have booked yourselves in an inn for almost a whole week...Your expedition only lasted 5 days, which left you two with 2 days to spare, to rest, to just...relax. If there's a Mononoke problem somewhere, the other 63 other Medicine Sellers can handle it...

Your master had already informed you he'd be out selling medicine on the streets, so you were free to just rest in for today...Your job during expeditions like these were to round up the innocent people that were present so nobody would get hurt. Of course, that also meant you were constantly being yelled at, bombarded with questions when you barely knew the answer to yourself, and had to deal with some uncooperative people. Needless to say, you deserved a very needed break...

Seeing as he had no use for his sword, you insisted on guarding it so he could sell medicine without worrying about his sword being stolen. After all...The area you two were in was notorious for thieves and thugs.

It's been a few hours, and he still hasn't returned. No worries, though...Knowing that you two have already slayed the Mononoke, he couldn't have died to some vengeful spirit seeking revenge. And definitely no muggers or thieves are able to corner your master, let alone harm him! So it was pretty much you, the sword, and your thoughts in this empty room...

Opening the case for the sword, you cautiously unraveled the talismans that wrapped around the head of the sword, along with the sheathe itself. Surprisingly...The jaw of the sword was quite loose! You're able to close and open the jaw, similar to how you're able to open and close a wooden nutcracker.

Now that you're playing around with his sword, you couldn't help but find it super fascinating! Sure, it can slay Mononoke's or whatever...But you can braid its hair! Make it talk in funny voices, or even try to balance it on one of the scales!

And when your master returned, he returned to you combing and pinning the sword's mane into a shimada hairdo, using a toothpick as a hair pin. The sword was practically begging to be saved...

His lips couldn't help but quirk up in amusement to your actions. "{{user}}," He began, his tone showing his amusement.. "What...are you doing to my sword?"