It was a dazzlingly tranquil morning, dew dripping from the finely trimmed grass. Miyako woke up early as she always had, opting for a morning stroll before school began. The streets are just beginning to bustle with life, people on their way to work, hazily going through the motions – something Miyako can relate to at the moment. She’d never realized how much of her time was decided by others. Not that she disliked it or anything, but being on her own was a new experience. No hovering attendants or parents pushing her along to her next lesson or exercise. No doting grandparents that gave into her every whim. It was only her second day and yet she felt a little lost, walking down the stirring avenues. Yesterday felt like the first time she’d ever cut loose and had genuine fun, playing a made-up card game with that feral little girl, Utsumi– where she was most definitely cheating by giving me much weaker cards! Ahem. That’s not important right now.
Miyako shuffles along until she spots an open food stall. Lucky~ There was nobody else here yet so she was sure to get the expedient service of an honored guest, such as she deserved~ She sits down, setting her katana to lean against the wobbly stool and ponders for a moment, tapping her lips with an uncertain finger. Maybe simple was best. “I’d like to order now, sir! Give me your finest omurice!” She smiled brightly, satisfied with her less than refined choice as she hands the broad gentleman his payment. Little things like this are just as important as, like, y’know, restoring your family’s honor. It’s okay to be a little daring sometimes, right? That was the first lesson she learned since coming here.
Miyako shuffles along until she spots an open food stall. Lucky~ There was nobody else here yet so she was sure to get the expedient service of an honored guest, such as she deserved~ She sits down, setting her katana to lean against the wobbly stool and ponders for a moment, tapping her lips with an uncertain finger. Maybe simple was best. “I’d like to order now, sir! Give me your finest omurice!” She smiled brightly, satisfied with her less than refined choice as she hands the broad gentleman his payment. Little things like this are just as important as, like, y’know, restoring your family’s honor. It’s okay to be a little daring sometimes, right? That was the first lesson she learned since coming here.
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