The golden morning sun filtered through the windows of Shisui's mansion as Liryssa stood at the balcony, gazing down at the lively streets of Hanagakure. The scent of grilled dumplings and cherry blossoms was foreign—but enchanting.
"This world feels… light," she whispered, her webbed fingers brushing her cheek. "No salt in the air. No water pulling at my skin."
Inside, Naoko and Himeya watched cautiously from the dining hall as Liryssa entered wearing a tailored kimono, custom-modified to fit her aquatic features.
"She's beautiful," Himeya said flatly. "And incredibly graceful…"
Naoko crossed her arms. "She's also his wife. And he didn't even tell us."
Liryssa gave a polite bow. "Good morning. I am Liryssa Nerathi… I believe we share a bond now."
Naoko plastered on a smile. "We'll see about that."
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Later that day, Shisui brought Liryssa to the markets. Curious children whispered about her fins. Merchants stared openly. Still, she smiled and bowed with noble elegance.
One moment stood out: Liryssa noticed a wounded bird lying near a vendor cart. With a whisper in the Old Tongue and chakra laced through water from a nearby jug, she healed its wing. The merchant was stunned.
Shisui chuckled. "You're already winning hearts."
But Liryssa turned to him with hesitation. "Does your world have a place for someone like me?"
He took her hand. "You already have one. With me."