After checking in with how Aki was doing and seeing that her wounds were not severe from Inaba's "training", Yagen hurried to find Lena. She wasn't in her room, he noted, although his keen eyes did observe a man's robe folded on top of the dresser. He ran through the Honmaru, peeking into the training hall and courtyard before finally stopping at the kitchen.
He pushed inside and saw Lena standing by the counter, with tears streaming down her eyes as she was working.
"Lena-sama! Is it the pain? Did that Inaba truly strike you so hard? Let me take a look." Yagen rushed to her side and took her hands to inspect her arms.
Lena sniffled, wiping her face with a handkerchief. "No, Yagen... I am fine! The tears are from the onions." She gestured to the cutting board. "Thank you for your concern."
Yagen breathed a sigh of relief. "That's good. You are a reckless master. I am not surprised that you agreed to Inaba's unacceptable training tactics."
Lena shrugged and scraped the onions into a pot with oil. Then she said, slowly, "If Inaba used to train in such a way with Nori, then he must be used to this method of training. He must miss his old master, even if his old master was a wrongdoer. If I can somehow act similarly, maybe he will feel more at ease being here with us."
"I see." Yagen crossed his arms sternly. "You are being thoughtful, but don't push yourself past the limit."
"It's refreshing to go up against such a strong opponent! Mikazuki is always so careful to be gentle. It's a completely different style of fighting..." Lena stared off out the window, lost in thought comparing the two Danshi's different fighting styles. Mikazuki's touch truly was always so gentle, with his hands and his lips... and...
"Oops! I'd better get back to cooking." Lena snapped herself out of her daydreams with a laugh. "Want to stay and help?"
"Sure. I'll get changed and return right back." Yagen gave Lena one last look before he disappeared out the door.
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