uruha

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... I suppose.

[kumeyuri]

Sounds like you disagree.

[rippled]

How do people easily agree to that?

[kumeyuri]

Now you know how I felt...

[rippled]

You're not supposed to put it back on me.

[kumeyuri]

Gotta be able to take what you dish out, Saber.

[rippled]

[ they stick their tongue out. ]

[kumeyuri]

Are you really my elder...

[rippled]

Yes!

[ they puff out their chest. ]

So, respect me.

[kumeyuri]

Should I start calling you Saber-san, in that case?

[rippled]

It would feel more odd than not if you started doing that so late.

[kumeyuri]

All right, just Saber, then... though that's not your actual name, right?

[rippled]

[ they shake their head. ]

It's not, no. [ hmmm. ] My name is Yamato Takeru.

[kumeyuri]

[





there is a pause, but you can see the recognition dawn on uruha's face, considering saber had already mentioned to being some kind of cultural icon before.]

... Wait, you mean like Otori-sama? [a beat] Your sword is the Amenomurakumo-no-Tsurugi!?

[rippled]

Ah... yes, and yes.

[ there is a reason why they never let people hold onto it in trial besides just being stubborn. ]

[kumeyuri]

[... he won't ask to hold it because he knows saber won't let him, but...

........ the face of someone who wants a closer look now that he knows what it is..........]

[rippled]

[ they wordlessly hold it out so he can inspect. ]

[kumeyuri]

[uwah... takes a closer look in awe...

sorry saber there is more to you than just your LEGENDARY SWORD, and uruha will unpack later what he remembers of yamato takeru's lore (though as a war hero himself, albeit to a much lesser degree, he knows well that stories and legends are never as pretty as the textbooks make them sound), but consider: cool sword.]

[rippled]

[ honestly?

this is so valid. they know their sword is cool so this is fine. ]

[kumeyuri]

[hehe

although more seriously, as he looks over the sword—]

... Then, when you said you were married...

[URUHA IS NOT TALKING ABOUT THE SWORD HERE FOR THE RECORD.]

[rippled]

[ ... they smile. ]

Ototachibana-hime, yes.

[kumeyuri]

[well, he remembers how that story, ends, so...]

... I'm sorry.

[rippled]

... thank you.

At the very least, a lot of time has passed since then, so it is not as fresh.

[ y. yay. ]

[kumeyuri]

[y... yay...]

I hope you were happy with her, nevertheless.

[rippled]

[ a little more quietly, ]

I was very happy, yes.