The crimson princess

Pov Dia,

Yasaka lunged at me, or at least that's what she wanted me to believe with her illusions. The real Yasaka stood behind me, preparing to launch an attack.

I dodged gracefully, my movements resembling a dance.

Yasaka: "Come on, let me catch you just this once!"

She puffed her cheeks in a pout. I vanished from her sight, reappearing behind her to give her a gentle head pat.

Dia: "It wouldn't be proper training if I just stood still like a mannequin without dodging your attacks."

Yasaka: "But you could at least try not to humiliate me with your dance-like dodges."

Dia: "What can I say? I'm someone who loves the beauty of different kinds of art."

I had already trained Yasaka in various dance and music performances. Apart from traditional festival dances, she wasn't particularly fond of them. But I was determined to keep encouraging her, hoping to lure her into the world of diverse artistic expressions.