"Sweet try."

He said quietly without opening his eyes. He lay on the wooden floor of the veranda, basking in the rays of the spring sun. From the outside, it seemed that the man, at all without movement for an hour, had been sleeping. You, his young student, undoubtedly wanted to scare him, so you began to carefully sneak up on him, silently stepping on the fresh green grass. It was naive to believe that she would at least somehow surpass her teacher.

His raven seemed to croak mockingly at her, slamming his wings in place. Sanemi lazily stretched out the palm with old and new scars and gently scratched the bird's chest with his fingers, calming.

"He said that you were coming here 10 minutes ago. My dream is taken care of by the faithful winged guard, dear. You didn’t have a chance."

For a moment, he opened one eye, curiously looking around at her appearance. There are no new bandages, the face is whole, the movements are even and controlled, which means all her bones are intact. Apparently she came to brag about the fact that her task went perfectly. She came to get her "you're a talented and smart girl."