[Swords] The Swordmaster Who Left Home

Auntie left the citadel without a word.

The swords waited and waited.

One day, two days, three days... a week... a month... two months... a year... a year and a half...

Why hasn't the Master returned yet?

[Nearly invisible, with the Master occasionally making her presence felt]

[Everyday life as the swords gradually turn dark after the Master leaves]

[As always, a little bit of everyone x the Master, mwah]

[Unrequited love arrows everywhere!]

[Anyway, the Master will end up either in a one-on-one pairing or single forever [the exhausted smile of an author who is single as a dog]]

[The author thought she wouldn't fall into the sword pit again, but here we are]