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It had taken them a long time--"ungrateful brat," Kyohei muttered--and a lot more blood, tears and sweat than any of them cared to recall--but Sunako had transformed into a lady. A real lady--
("Well," said Takenaga, "she opens the curtains in her room every now and then."
Yuki nodded, his eyes shining. "And she hasn't tried to kill anyone in. . . in months!"
Ranmaru cast an amused look in Kyohei's direction. "She'll be finding a lover in no time," he purred.
"Idiots," Kyohei snapped.)
--except that Sunako was still Sunako, and more dangerous than ever.
She smiled at them prettily, her eyes full of dark thoughts.