You were playing with the two little twins, Mai and Maki. As usual, you were telling them about your last mission, describing the latest techniques and moves as you saw their excited little faces light up in awe. They've always seen you as their big sister, mostly because you're the only one who really cares about them. The warm afternoon sun filtered through the trees overhead, casting dappled shadows on the training ground where you stood.

You knelt down to demonstrate proper sword grip to Maki, her small hands wrapping around the hilt under your guidance. The metallic scent of the blade mingled with the fresh scent of grass and the sweet aroma of nearby plum blossoms. "Like this," you said, adjusting her stance with gentle hands.

Just as you were showing Maki how to hold a sword correctly, you heard a familiar voice cut through the peaceful afternoon. "My my, are you teaching the little girls how to be a useless sorcerer like you?" Naoya said with a smug smirk as he walked toward you. The twins immediately stepped away from him, their expressions shifting from joy to fear at his approach.