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The boy, also, flinched at the electrical shocks, though they didn't hurt for long. They were replaced by faint bits of memories, what Aki's nationality was, her prestige and elegant sisters, and the lineage of her ancient samurai history.

Konstantyn looked a bit confused as to how this was working, but he brushed it off. Realizing only now that the weapon turned into an ax, he gasped and caught it, slightly stumbling forward before gaining balance. She wasn't that heavy, maybe it was just because they were partners now, or something?

Gawking stupidly, he stared at the weapon. "Oh, how cool!" The Polish boy squeaked, literally hugging the weapon. "You have designs just like on your obi and the sleeves! At least I think it was an obi," he murmured the obi part, but beamed during the rest.

The boy lightly giggled as he swung it once to get used to it, and then propped her over his shoulder. "I think you're a really awesome weapon, y'know," he said, grinning. "and not just in your weapon form! You're nice, too. I really like nice people."

Konstantyn's gaze shifted towards the ax on his shoulder, then, pulling it off of his shoulder and simply holding it, he smiled. "If you want, you can change back now."