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[b]Oni no Hanzo[/b]
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When Hanzo arrived, she arrived not in her kimono, but in a rather modern, conservative turtleneck and pants, looking for all the world like a normal but fashionable Parisian if not for her features. Disguises were her forte, and that meant learning about the local languages, mannerisms, and people. A peddler from Owari who knew naught of their customs, specialties and way of speaking was not an effective disguise after all. 

It was thus, effectively, almost impossible for anyone to figure out her true identity without resorting to more forceful methods.

[i][color=c4df9b]"Apologies again, Master."[/color][/i]

[color=c4df9b]"Ufufu, then, I shall take you up on your offer. Can I have the strawberry please?"[/color] In addition to the eight still out on duty, and observing the rest of the Servants they found in the Core, she had already materialized two more, for a total of 11 ninja materialized, including the one that was assigned to Chieko.

She closed her eyes for a moment at her Master's questions. [color=c4df9b]"Perhaps they like its bitterness. Do you not like chocolate or vanilla?"[/color]

Hanzo enjoyed her own ice cream, sweet, cold and delectable. The bright pink color was attractive as well, it made her feel like she was eating those cherry blossoms. A nice snack to accompany her thoughts, going round and round and round until she was very sure who the Saber was.

[color=c4df9b]"If my Master should be troubled by the ice cream, I would be delighted to dispose of it for you."[/color]