Disclaimer: Shaman King belongs to Hiroyuki Takei, not me.
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Jun sat on the floor, staring at the patterns of the dressed stone. Her small fingers traced the swirls, over and over again, while Master read over her lessons. At long last he lifted off his glasses and stared at her.
"Too many mistakes," he said. "You fail."
Jun pushed herself off of the floor, tears already burning in her eyes. She knew what this meant. Head bowed, she held out her small hands.
The ruler fell seven quick times, the blade whistling until the sound deadened when it hit flesh.
"Now that your lesson for the day has been completed," Master said, coolly replacing the ruler in his desk, "I have news for you. The future Shaman King will be arriving tomorrow."
Jun looked up. "Lian-chan?" she exclaimed. Her joy was rewarded with another slap on her little hand.
"You will not call him Lian-chan," Master said. "He is Ren-sama. Remember that, Jun."
"Yes, Master," Jun said softly.
"You will prepare the room for Ren-sama. Be ready to serve him at any notice," Master said. He turned back to his work. "You are free to go."
Jun fled.
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