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saniwa!tsuru



(At a certain citadel somewhere in Japan, there is a certain saniwa. For as long as he could remember, he was raised and trained to be a saniwa who would some day care for his own sword army. Cool, calm, and always composed, he held a lot of promise as someone who could help to lead an army to victory... if he didn't have such a troublesome streak!
He's never really known his True Name and only know the name he was given to protect him from being spirited away (whether by his own spirits or others). Named after the crane, he's very fond of his name-- Tsuru. The story was similar to a certain sword...)
✧ summoning
✧ repairs
✧ daily life
✧ insomnia
✧ citadel attacks
✧ ETCOpen post for an alternate universe where Tsuru is the saniwa! Leaving some details vague... does he remember being Tsurumaru? Is his face always behind a veil so his swords don't really know who he is? It's a mystery and we do what we want.

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But it's so delicious, Kasen~
(And really, it's difficult to eat with this on so he just... opts to take the whole veil off. He doesn't think anything about it and doesn't give Ookurikara any sort of special looks. Why should he? It's just his face.)
Well? (He slides the tray over towards Ookurikara,) Help yourself.