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For as long as she could remember, Sango had looked upon the great bone boomerang with a sense of reverence approaching awe.
She heard the whispers and advice, of course: such a massive weapon was unsuitable for a girl even if that girl was an aspiring warrior. But her father believed, and so did she.
She trained harder than anyone. Pushed herself to her very limits.
Until at last she lifted the hiraikotsu from its place in the armory—and felt the glorious surge of pride and recognition. One day, she would slay even the fiercest youkai with this weapon.