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[saddenedsaint]

[There is Saga, standing in the middle of the Plane and wearing different training clothes from those he always wears.

He looks confident... passionate... no trail of that common sadness in his emerald eyes. Actually... the Saint's in a very good mood.]

Mu... it is time. [He straightens up, a cocky smile drawing his lips.]

[Oh yeah... that is

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[holmes_fanatic]

Eh? You're going to fight?

[Last time Conan checked Mu was ... four, at the most?]

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[saddenedsaint]

[O hai little new person~] [Saga looks at the kid amusingly.] It will be just a little tutoring.

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[holmes_fanatic]

[Hah ... little is right ...]

Ne ... Mu's your friend? Can you tell me what he looks like?

[saddenedsaint]

[His face turns into a dubious one.] ... Sort of.

He has lavender hair, green eyes and has two marks on his forehead.

Though... I can see you met him already.

[lamb_of_gold]

[FIVE YEAR OLD ISN'T SCARED OF YOU, BUCKO.]

I'm ready!

[saddenedsaint]

Then... show me what you have learned. [Fight posture.]

[lamb_of_gold]

Right! Here I come!

[He takes a second to revv up his little fires, and then launches himself at Saga with a flurry of kicks and blows, about on par with a bronze saint]

[saddenedsaint]