Hi, guys! You can call me "Cris", because I understand that my name is a bit long hahaha. I really like writing, drawing and making stories, which can be of all kinds. If you like to write to me, do it! I speak both English and Spanish Profile picture made by my best friend: @silverclaw23
Hey! Well, I forgot to say it but how do some know I had a previous account what it was @i-will-always-be-happy.
But unfortunately I could no longer access it due to a failure in my cell phone and although I tried to enter through my other device it appeared that I was not able to put the account.
So let's say this is my secondary and primary account now, and sure, you can visit the original one to read some of my writing. And well, if anyone wants a request, they can ask for it, I just hope that there are no people who send their requests to the old account, because I won't be able to see them :(
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Mutuals/Best Friends: @giyuusimpblog @silverclaw23 @4h3xwvu4px @tkfanz428 (I have more, but I don't remember their profiles, damn it)
Muichiro: Amane-Sama... One question... How did you and Oyakata-Sama end up together?
That caught Amane's attention, and Kagaya's to some extent, but the question was for her, so he would let her answer it; after all, he was rather tired.
Amane: Oh... I see you really like that story, Tokito-san
Muichiro: Yes, I suppose so. Then?
Amane: Well, it all started a long time ago, when we were just kids, almost your age, you know?
------------------IN THE PAST------------------
Kagaya: Amane, let me tell you something, I know my condition well and I know that it could be a burden.
Amane: Eh?
That didn't make sense to Amane. First her parents were bringing her together without her permission, but now it turned out he didn't agree with it either? Well, speaking partially
Kagaya: I'm not going to force you to marry me, so if you don't want this, I'll say no to this marriage.
Amane: Oh, well, let's just say I don't know you very well, so I don't really know what you're like. I think the most sensible thing would be for us to do it, right?
Kagaya: If you're okay with it, we can get to know each other; I'm not against it. Would you like to stay for dinner?
Amane: I have no problem, thank you for your hospitality...
After a chat, they agreed on their meetings and, most importantly, dinner that day. It wouldn't be anything unusual, just a simple meal.
Amane was dressed in the finest clothes and enjoyed the best food Kagaya could offer her. The conversation was simple: their names, tastes, favorite things, things people their age talk about.
Kagaya: I love stars, and you know what? The white color of stars reminds me of your hair; it's a unique color.
Amane: Oh, thanks, heh... Your hair color is also, um, I don't know how to say it, but it's like night or coal. Ugh, I'm terrible at giving compliments...
Kagaya: Hahahahaha. Well, you have a great sense of humor, anyway, thanks for trying. And for sharing my love of stargazing before bed.
They stared at each other, the connection was immediate, a small spark in both of them, like in that love story where a look is enough to make you fall in love.
But because it was something new for both of them, they panicked and quickly looked away, partially covering their cheeks so the other wouldn't notice.
Kagaya: Let's go to sleep, I think that's been enough for today, don't you think...?
Amane: Y-yeah... I agree... Let's go...
An awkward silence fell as they both changed, in separate rooms of course, but it was very strange, perhaps because it was something new
But it became even more awkward when they got to the room and realized it was just one big futon; it seemed their parents were more than determined to this union.
Kagaya: I can sleep separately; I think you should sleep there. I can handle it; you don't have to worry.
Amane: ...we can sleep together... I have no problem with that... Come on...
Kagaya: (Her face is very red, does she have a fever? Although, I also feel my face partially burning, it's strange) okay, if you say so...
The first few minutes were awkward; they didn't know what to say. It wasn't hot, but it was very strange. None of them knew how to break the ice, or even if they should.
Kagaya: Pssst... Amane...
Amane: Yes?
Kagaya: Are you sleepy?
Amane: A little bit, and you?
Kagaya: Honestly, no... And... What do you do when you can't sleep? Do you count sheep or maybe your fingers?
Amane: Mmm, no, nothing like that. But I have an effective method that will probably help you sleep...
Without hesitation, Kagaya agreed; he wanted to sleep. He had only thought it would involve talking or something quick like closing their eyes until they fell asleep, but he hadn't expected that thing.
When he least expected it, he felt a pair of fingers on his sides; they were soft, precise, delicate, as if they didn't want to hurt him, just make it something fun or pleasurable.
Kagaya: W-whahahat...?! Amahahanehehehe...!
Amane: Unexpected, right? But hey, look at it this way: it'll tire you out, so you'll sleep better, and it won't be the same as the tiredness from exercising.
Kagaya: I-I mehehehehan-! T-thihihihis w-wasn't whahahahat I expehehecteeeeeehehehehehed...!!
Amane: Wow, I can say you're very ticklish. Ironically, I'd heard that women were more ticklish than men, but here we are.
Kagaya blushed, brought his hands to his face, trying to cover his embarrassment, but never tried to push her away or ask her to stop. He seemed to be enjoying it, or perhaps it was because he was a little trapped by the futon.
Amane: And who would have thought, it seems you like this, huh? You only used your hands to cover your face, but what about your sides?
Kagaya: N-nohoHOHOhoho...!
Amane: Oh, am I lying? Hmmm, I have a hunch about why, I wonder if I'm right...
Her tone of voice didn't sound good at all; there were no ill intentions, but the way she was saying it seemed like it would probably end very badly for Kagaya.
In a matter of seconds, Kagaya felt his arms being pulled away from his face, feeling a breeze near his neck, but all he could do was laugh when a raspberry was placed in his neck.
Amane: Oh, so you don't want me to stop, but to be gentler, huh?
Oh damn, Kagaya would have slapped himself if he'd had the chance, perhaps out of shame or because he had indirectly admitted the truth. Kagaya had no idea how many extra raspberries Amane gave him until she gave him a short break
Amane: So? How's it going? Are you tired already?
Kagaya: I-I dohohon't knohohow...
Amane: Oh, I see. Then I guess you need another dose of raspberries until you can finally sleep
Kagaya: E-excuse me...? W-wait... Amane, please think about this before you do it... Amane, wait, Amane, AMANE, AMAHAHAHANEEEEEEEHEHEHE!!!!
-------------AGAIN IN THE PRESENT-------------
Muichiro: So, in short, was it thanks to tickling that you and Oyakata-sama have stayed together for so long?
Amane: Yes, but Tokito-San please don't tell anyone. Because Kagaya still hasn't gotten over that, hehehehe
Muichiro: Okay, it's not like they want to know and I want to tell them
Shinobu POV: Shinazugawa has always cared for others, in his own way, although sometimes he neglects himself a lot. I know it might not be my place to say this, but I'm worried.
'Shinazugawa-kun, what brings you here? Have you attracted demons with your blood again? Or is this just a morning visit as usual?'
'I had a mission and took the opportunity to stop by and give you a check-up. How have you been? How are the girls?'
'They're fine, I appreciate your concern. And you? How are you? You seem a bit, how to put it kindly, disoriented.'
'Mmm, actually, now that you mention it, it's something that worries me, if I can call it that. It's about Iguro...'
Well that took me by surprise. I knew it wasn't because of what he was hiding behind that bandage; he probably would have known before I was even his girlfriend. They're best friends for a reason, right?
I stopped what I was doing for a moment, slowly turned my chair around to hear him and pay closer attention.
'Well, Iguro and I often go on missions that sometimes last a long time, and we share food. But I've started to notice that he doesn't eat much; he has a small appetite. Or if he eats a lot, I think he tends to vomit, but he usually recovers much faster. That's not even counting the times when, even after ordering small portions, he's offered me almost half his food'
'I see... Thank you for letting me know. I'll talk to him about it at his next checkup. I appreciate your concern for him, and you go and get some rest; you must be exhausted from your mission.'
'Yeah, I'll go home and get some rest. You take care of yourself too, please, and look after the girls. You know you can count on any of us if you need any help with them.'
I smiled and thanked them, but his words made me think a lot. He was right, Iguro-kun was very small, he was almost the same height as Tokito-San, and that's considering their ages.
It's one of those things you can't just ignore, so I suppose I could have a serious talk with him at his estate. Mine is probably busy or he's feeling pressured, and I don't want that
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'Moshi, moshi Iguro-kun. How have you been?'
Iguro POV: This wasn't what I expected. I mean, I knew Kocho would come to visit, but I didn't expect her to come with a basket of food. We usually just go out and talk; we hadn't gotten to this point, at least not yet.
'Iguro-kun? Is everything alright? May I come in or...?'
'Oh, yes, please excuse me for that... Come in, this is like your home too. I got lost in my thoughts, I apologize again.'
'No problem, I hope you don't mind. I baked us a small dessert; I thought we could stay here and talk, or would you like to go outside?'
'No, no, anything you want is fine. No problem. I'll just... I'll just go get the plates to... to eat... Yes... I'll be right back...'
'Okay, I'll wait for you here...'
Damn, what do I do now? I don't want to turn down her food or anything, but what if my body doesn't want to eat anymore? I'll look so fucking ungrateful...
'Iguro-kun, come here please...'
Perfect, I got so lost in thought again that I might have taken too long. Maybe she took the plates and silverware; I need to stop doing this.
'Iguro-kun, I need to ask you something very, very important... Please answer with the truth and only the truth'
'Of course... I wouldn't have any reason to lie to you, would I...?'
'It's about your diet. Tell me... How long have you had almost no appetite, and if you eat too much you vomit it up?'
Damn it, DAMN IT. I thought I could hide it, I thought I could maybe move on, but this shitty bloodline has me cornered and won't leave me alone.
What could I expect? I don't even know how I came to accept this. I love Kocho, but how could she love me if she knew what I carry? If she knew what my family has done? If she knew who I really am...
'I await your response, Obanai. Please, I won't judge you, I just want to know...'
'I-I... Well... I... Me... Aaaam...'
'Please... Trust me. It's for you health'
Shinobu POV: I feared this would happen; Obanai is very private, but to the point of hiding his health? I don't think so, or at least I hope not...
'Just... Look... I have a small body, I guess that's why I don't need that much food, I can't find any other logic to it... How about we-?'
'Iguro-kun... You're not telling me the whole truth. Please. Last chance, tell me or I'll get angry with you'
'W-what makes you think I'm not telling you the truth...?'
'Because I know you, I know there's something more. So tell me. No excuses or anything'
Perhaps I was harsh, but you have to be firm when the patient doesn't want to cooperate. It's very unethical, but it's for their own good; besides, I wouldn't want to have to resort to my other method...
'So you're not going to tell me what's wrong, are you?'
'It's just that... I assure you nothing's wrong with me... And I have no other reason...'
'I see... So... I have no other choice...'
Iguro POV: Another option? What did she mean? Although I should have anticipated it when I saw her take my bandages...
I don't know how I couldn't react in time; it wasn't like there was a huge difference in strength, but surprisingly, she managed to tie my wrists and sit me on her lap... Oh god...
'You could have cooperated and prevented this... But I can assume you like it. I mean... I've seen how Kaburamaru always slips into your haori and you don't do anything to stop him...'
'W-WHAT?! THAT'S NOT TRUE...!! I-I just don't take it off because I know he enjoys sleeping in my haori...'
'Oh really? Well, that's a curious dilemma, because I think his "naps" make you squirm and unable to stay still during meetings...'
DAMN IT, WHY?! I DIDN'T THINK IT WOULD BE SO OBVIOUS! I DON'T WRINK THAT MUCH! AND NOW, WHO ELSE COULD HAVE NOTICED IT?!
ANYWAY, THERE WAS NO TIME... NOT WHEN YOU FEEL A COUPLE OF FINGERS INVADED INTO YOUR WORST SPOT
'Aww, I hear some giggles... Is someone nervous? But it's not the first time I've done this, besides, we're in private, it's okay, it's just you and me...~'
'N-no...! Kocho... Seriously... I assure you...! I'm doing this for your own good! You don't deserve to worry...'
'I'm a doctor, my duty is to care about the safety and health of my patients... Especially if one of the patients is my boyfriend, you have no escape with that speech, darling.'
OH MY GOD. I DIDN'T THINK OF THAT. KOCHO IS A... IS... AGH, SHE TICKLES TOO GOOD AND I CAN'T EVEN THINK PROPERLY, AND SHE HASN'T EVEN TOUCHED ME COMPLETELY YET.
'So, you're going to refuse to talk... I see... Well. Let it be clear that you're the one who put yourself in this dilemma...'
FUCKING NO, WHY?! I'M HIS FUCKING PATIENT NOW AND HE KNOWS ME WELL ENOUGH TO KNOW WHAT DRIVES ME CRAZY. FUCKING SENSITIVITY.
Shinobu POV: I must admit that when Obanai let out that shriek, ahem, scream, when I slid one of my fingernails down his lower back, it worried me... Heh, just kidding, you don't lie to a doctor
'You're more sensitive today... Or is it because we haven't done this in so long that's why you're sensitive? Oh, or maybe I do it so often that you don't even resist anymore?'
'N-N-GRK...!!! NO...!!'
'Oh, that's perfect then, it means I can keep going until you decide to confess...'
'Y-Y-YOHOU C-CA-CAHAHAHAN'T...!!!'
'Lying again? Look, I can do it and I will, and if you try to run from this, I'll tie you up so you can't...'
Don't worry, don't worry, I wouldn't do that, but Obanai is so easily fooled that he'd much rather stay put than carry out my "threat."
Besides, what bad thing could happen to him? What feeling could it give him? Or perhaps... to you...? The feeling of being vulnerable, with no escape, with someone who knows you inside and out and is capable of playing with you until they reach your worst spots?
First, gentle tickling, perhaps sudden, interspersed with using my nails or perhaps some tool near us that could drive you to hysteria, I don't know, think of it that way... Because that's what's happening to Obanai right now.
'How does it feel? Does it make you want to finally confess what you've been hiding from me? Or are you trying to get me to stop being gentle? Maybe Kaburamaru can help...'
'Oh, should I? It's funny, what guarantees that when I stop you'll confess? I think it would be best if you told me right now...'
'I-I-I CAHAHAHAHAHAHAN'T BREHEHATHEHEHE!!!!'
'Certainly you can, otherwise you wouldn't be talking to me, would you?'
I felt sorry for him, because it must have been unbearable, the way he writhed, how his feet pounded insistently on the floor, begging me to let him go. Perhaps I was too cruel to him, so I let him go.
I have to admit, it was adorable to see me let him go and him immediately curl up into a ball away from me, still chuckling briefly. I guess I'm lucky to have him.
'Sooooo?'
'G-gihihivehehe m-me a breheheak...'
'Mmmm...'
I approached him, I had to, and carefully sat beside him, placing his head in my lap. I stroked his hair and cheeks until I eventually heard snores. I think I overdid it...
Hey guys... Yes, I know I've been absent from the blog for a while... But I swear I want to finish the event so I can work on the other fanfics you've requested.
So please be patient and don't despair if the fic you requested hasn't been released yet; I'm trying my best to make progress.
Being a teacher is not easy, sometimes not only because of the students, but also because of some teachers who don't distinguish between private and professional life.
'Staying up late again? That's almost four days in a row now, wouldn't you like some help?'
Rengoku's gaze remained unchanged; it seemed as if he hadn't even heard her in the first place. His hands and gaze were focused solely on those papers he held, on nothing else.
'Aaaam, Rengoku? I'm talking to you... Could you at least shake your head to let me know if you need help or not?'
Again, the same thing happened. Rengoku didn't look at her; he was still engrossed in those papers. Were they exams? Maybe. Homework? Probably. Only he knew.
Kanae frowned, clearly annoyed, and slowly approached, grabbed his shoulders, and made him jump in fright.
'A-ah! Kanae... It was you. Sorry, I was just trying to look at these exams, I don't know, it's worrying...'
'Worrying? In what way?', she said as she took a chair and sat down next to him, ready to listen
And Rengoku did so, explaining how concerned he was about some students' grades. Some were doing well, but eventually they would fall behind and either not take exams or their answers weren't even related to the question.
Kanae listened attentively, noticing how that cheerful look that had captivated her before was beginning to fade, as if he were taking on a guilt that wasn't his to bear.
'I wonder if I'm doing something wrong... Or if there's something wrong with them... I believe in every child's potential, but these grades are too much...'
'Don't say that, you're an excellent teacher and everyone appreciates you. Whether students or teachers.', she gently took his cheek and stroked it.
'It's not your fault, okay? It could be the heat or some other external factors, it's not your fault.'
Rengoku smiled as he felt the warm touch of his beloved; it felt comforting and almost a balm for his momentary worries.
'I see someone's blushing, heh. That's strange, you're usually the one who says that, but it seems the tables have turned'
'Don't take advantage of my condition; it's simply because of the heat, like you said. Between the two of us, you're the one who gets embarrassed the fastest'
'Mmm, am I? Because I see a couple of little apples forming on your cheeks'
He frowned slightly, trying to reduce the blush on his cheeks, but it was in vain; it seemed he wasn't strong enough to prevent it, and it was rather embarrassing.
He tried to move slightly away from her, but he couldn't, especially when he felt those hands that had been caressing his cheeks slowly move down towards his hips.
'D-don't you dare! Ka-Kanahae...!'
'Huh? Don't dare to what? You've never minded me tickling you, you enjoy it! Oooooh, I think I get it now, you don't want me to do it here because you're afraid someone will see us, right?', Kanae chuckled when she saw her bf's blush deepen dramatically.
And she was right, Rengoku could enjoy them, but the idea that someone might peek in and tease his situation made him nervous and more vulnerable.
There was no one around and they both knew it; they had stayed longer than they should have and were the only ones there, but that didn't reassure Rengoku.
'Oh come on, darling, you can laugh freely, there's nobody around. Although maybe the cameras will capture this moment and everyone will see it...~'
'N-NO...!! S-STOHOHOP...!!!'
'Aww, look at that little red face, were you embarrassed by the idea? How adorable! Why don't you just laugh without fear? No one will hear you! And the principal won't care, it's nothing bad or inappropriate!'
'N-NO!! I-I REHEHEHEFUSE TCK-THAHAHAT...!!'
Kanae chuckled again, even if he wanted to, Rengoku wasn't even trying to push her away and she knew why, even if he denied it at that moment
'KA-KAHAHANAEHEHEHE...! C-COHOHOMEHEHE O-ON!!LE-LEHEHET'S C-COHONTINUHUHUHUE THI-THIHIHIS AT HOOOOOME...!!! PLEHEHEHASEEEEEE...!'
'Only if you promise to stop thinking you're a bad teacher and-'
'Y-YEHEHES, YES, W-WHAHAHATEVHEHEHEHEHER, JUST STOOOOOOHOHOHOHOHOP!!'
Kanae smiled gently and stopped, hugging Rengoku and letting him rest on her shoulder until he calmed down, laughing when he gently hugged her back.
'Not a single word... To no one... Please...'
'Hehehehe, okay, okay, nobody will know, relax, your secret is safe with me'
Gyomei: You have everything you need, right? Please take good care of yourselves and don't hesitate to send the crows to your aid. Please go and take care. We'll be waiting for you.
Muichiro: We know, we'll see each other when my mission is over, goodbye Himejima-san, goodbye Shinazugawa, goodbye Genya
Sanemi: Yeah, yeah, and you, kid, you'd better be careful, watch where you're going and take spare clothes. Also bring your katana, your bag with some sweets, and money for food.
Genya: Oh, for fuck's sake, I already know that. Stop taking care of me like a child, I'm 16 now. Goodbye aniki, goodbye Himejima-san, and goodbye, I guess, Tokito-san.
And that's how the two young men left their estate, each heading towards their different assigned missions. It wouldn't be for long, that was the good thing, but you never know.
Gyomei: And there they go... Poor things... I hope they return safely and soon... I don't want anyone to hurt them or for anything to happen to them...
Sanemi: Okay, okay, stop worrying. Tokito is a hashira, and you know perfectly well he'll go with Rengoku. Genya will go with other people, just to oversee the forest. Stop worrying and crying.
Gyomei: I'm not crying... I'm just worried...
Sanemi: So I'm just crazy and what's coming out of your eyes aren't tears, are they?
Gyomei: Let's just go inside the estate... It's almost time to make dinner...
After some preparation and dinner, they were both face to face. Gyomei holding his signature bracelets and Sanemi, well, feeding his beetle
Sanemi: Gyomei, I don't mean to be nosy or mean, but how can you cry so much? Do you ever cry because you're happy?
Gyomei: Yes, I do. I just spend a lot of time reflecting on life, and that makes me sad. Especially thinking about the lives we lose.
Sanemi: So when do I know you're crying because you're happy?
Gyomei: Mmmm... I don't know... I suppose others wouldn't understand, but I do understand my emotions.
It didn't make sense; what if he lied? Altought of course, Gyomei didn't lie; he was too honest for that, even if it meant being "rude."
So, what kind of security did he give Sanemi?
Gyomei: Why are you thinking so much about what you just asked me? And before you answer... I know I'm blind, but that doesn't mean I can't sense that you're overthinking this. Don't worry about me, okay?
Sanemi: If I didn't care about you in the first place, would I ever have been interested in you? That sounded rude, damn it, but anyway, I care about you because I care about you, there, I said it
Gyomei: ...I appreciate it very much... Sanemi.
Perfect, there he was again with his crying. It didn't bother him, but he wanted to at least say something nice to him without having to comfort him afterwards; he wasn't very good at that, to say the least.
Sanemi: Oh come on, I've told you this many times. You don't need to cry, I know it's mutual. If you keep crying, I'll teach you a lesson.
Gyomei: They're just tears of happiness... I'm sorry... Don't misunderstand me.
Sanemi: ...
He sighed, leaving his beetle in its cage and approaching, sitting on his lap, annoyed. He looked at him with his arms crossed, waiting for some response or something that would show he didn't want that, but he received nothing.
Sanemi: Fine, if that's what you want, don't say I didn't warn you.
Having said that, he began to gently run his nails along his neck, as if he were scratching a dog's head, gently, not trying to hurt him, but looking for a reaction.
It didn't take long; he immediately smiled when he saw him wrinkle his neck, a smile forming on his lips that he tried to fight. He didn't push him away, that said a lot.
Gyomei: W-whahat are yohohou d-dohoihing...?
Sanemi: Me? I haven't done anything, I just kept my word. You know how I am. Besides, I warned you, I gave you a chance and you blew it. I figured you'd want this.
Gyomei: B-bu-buhuhut...
Sanemi: I'm being kind; if you don't believe me, you can confidently ask Genya, although I doubt he'll answer you—he'd probably be too embarrassed.
He tried to keep fighting, but he couldn't. In a fraction of a second, he soon felt squeezes on the back of his neck, soft and gentle, but enough to be noticed and make him laugh.
Gyomei: W-wahahahaihihihit...!
Sanemi: Why should I? Who would have thought it, someone so tall, with an imposing aura, being defeated by a few light tickles. Heh, so cute...
Gyomei: T-thaha-that's nahahat truhehehe...!
Sanemi: Which part? That you're tall? Although I doubt that, it's noticeable. That you're easily tickled? I also think that's true and somewhat visible.
Gyomei: Y-yohohouhuhuhu ahahareEHE e-EHAHarning a d-dohohohose just like t-THIHIHIhis...
Their threats weren't terrifying, how could they be? He didn't have a commanding enough tone for anyone to even perceive it as real.
But hey, a threat is a threat, and Sanemi wasn't going to let the opportunity pass him by
Sanemi: Oh, so now we're threatening each other? Fine, then. I guess if you're going to do that, it means I can slowly back down too...
Gyomei: D-don't y-yohohohou d-DAHAHArehehe...!
Sanemi: Going down from your neck to your armpits...
Gyomei: S-stohohohop...
Sanemi: And slowly descend until I reach... Until I reach... THERE?!
The reaction was immediate; they both literally fell backward. Well, Gyomei did, but since Sanemi was in his lap, he fell with him. As the saying goes, "If I fall, you fall with me."
Gyomei: Q-QUHUHUHUIT...!!!
Sanemi: I'm not touching you... But now that we're in a better position, why should I? Or rather, where should I?
Gyomei: S-SHIHINAHAHAZUHUGAHAHAWAHAHA...!!!
Sanemi: What? You don't want me here then?
He didn't stay still, continuing his tickling all over. His sides, his hips, his abs, her belly button, his lower ribs, everything within his reach...
Sanemi: Hey, are you crying again? Even though you're covering your face, I can see your tears. Is this too much?
Gyomei: YEHEHEHEHEHES...!!
Finally, he gathered the strength (which he already possessed) to lift Sanemi away from him, mostly by lifting him as if he wanted to throw him into the air
Gyomei: Mean...
Sanemi: Heh, I am, and that's why you love me. Come on. Give me a hug, I promise not to tickle you, that's a promise.
Gyomei: Of course you won't tickle me, because I'll tickle you!
'Stop worrying, Zenitsu. I trust you'll be in good hands. Besides, it's good that you've been paired with someone else; that way you can make more friends. Isn't that great?'
Oh, but of course it would be great, to be with a guy who looks like he could kill you just for breathing. And if you're wondering, nope, them two had never exchanged a word, but Zenitsu believed the rumors and wasn't going to want to find out.
'TANJIRO, I WANT TO GO WITH YOU AND INOSUKE! DON'T LEAVE ME WITH THAT GUY! PLEASE! I HAVE TO PROTECT NEZUKO-CHAN TOO! LET ME GO WITH YOU!!!'
'Zenitsu, it's already been decided who our partner will be. Listen, we might get lucky and be assigned to patrol the same area. I trust you'll be alright. If anything happens, send your crow and we'll go for you'
But even Tanjiro's kind words, which exuded confidence and assurance, weren't enough for Zenitsu. He, if it were up to him, would cling to both of their legs and go with them.
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'(GOD... HE SHOULD BE HERE BY NOW...! AND NOW?! Although... If he doesn't come, I can go with Tanjiro and Inosuke, yesssssss)
'Agatsuma Zenitsu? That's your name, isn't it?'
All of Zenitsu's illusions vanished when he heard him. He took a deep breath to keep from screaming and turned around. What a surprise, he was exactly as he had imagined.
But he didn't seem so scary since I had him right in front of me. Perhaps intimidating because of his height, but he didn't seem to be bad; even his voice was pleasant. It was confusing...
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'Oh, you think you're in love with Genya? And you were afraid of him, look at you now. I'm so happy for you!'
'I don't know what happened to me... I never thought I would have so much love, and that even men could attract me...'
'Oh come on, it's not a bad thing. Who knows, maybe the love of your life was meant to be a man all along. Don't feel bad about expressing yourself, just do it, right Inosuke?'
'Weak Monitsu, just say it or I'll kick you!'
Well, maybe it wasn't what he wanted to hear, but his friends were right; he had to be brave and tell him, even if the truth hurt.
But how would that work? There was no way to communicate, and he doubted he could understand Chuntaro, though he could send Tanjiro's crow to meet up or wait for the next joint mission.
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'A crow told me I had to come because you needed to tell me something. What's so urgent? I mean, if it started pecking at me insistently because I refused to come, it must be...-'
'I think I like you... There, I said it. I've been practicing using my normal voice and not yelling. I know it's weird, but I don't know, I just liked you. That's it, you can go now...'
'Aren't you even going to wait for an answer? What if I have something to say to you too?'
If he was to be honest, Zenitsu never believed anyone would give him an answer, although he already anticipated what it would be...
A resounding "no," perhaps with some nice phrase, but with the message clear. It was so obvious, at least in his mind.
'A-ah... Go ahead, of course, I'm listening'
'You're a crybaby, you scream, lose patience very quickly, you get scared very easily... But you're adorable and funny when you do that'
'Your point?'
'I think I like you too, I don't know, every time I hear a scream or see a cat running when it gets splashed with water, I see you, heh'
Everything happened so fast that Zenitsu didn't know whether to cry or shout with joy, maybe a combination of both, but that would look weird.
'So, you want us to try some-?'
'YES!!! OF COURSE I WANT!!!!'
'Okey, but, calm down... So lo-'
Nope, Zenitsu didn't shut up; rather, he seemed to shout even louder, at least until Genya covered his mouth for fear of attracting people's attention in such a scandalous way.
And no, Genya isn't ashamed of himself; he's embarrassed by the attention of others, but not Zenitsu himself.
'Hey man, shut up, someone's going to hear us!'
'AFF PHANP THIAP FIF, MMMM PUUU CHAPEF!! (I CAN'T HELP IT, I'M SO HAPPY!!'
'If you keep shouting, I'll give you a good reason to do it, do you want that?'
The threat wasn't enough; Zenitsu's shouts would continue for a long while. Genya just shrugged, sat down with him on the floor, and smiled, clearly a little annoyed.
'Well, since you seem so excited for everyone to know about this, I'll help you too... In my own way...'
Forming his hand into a claw, he began to scratch his belly, squeezing his hips and his ribs, smiling at the immediate effect on him
Although Zenitsu tried to push him away, he only chose to cover his mouth more tightly while shaking his head and kicking like a child throwing a tantrum, trying to break free.
'What's wrong? You don't want to talk now? You seemed so excited before. Ignoring when I told you someone could hear us, why aren't you talking now?'
'MHMHMHMHMH!!! MMMMM!!!'
'Oh, and now you're ignoring me? Well, blondie, we'll see how long you last. I know you'll eventually break, and everyone will hear you.'
Zenitsu's eyes widened, shaking his head so quickly he could dislocate his neck. He knew his tickle resistance was very poor and that it wouldn't be long before he couldn't stand it anymore and started laughing like crazy.
For Genya, it was comforting to know that someone was even more ticklish than he was, although he probably wouldn't find out about it anytime soon.
Haruka POV: I know that perhaps you will say that my father was a monster, a demon in every sense of the word, and I believe you, but even so, I could never come to hate him...
It was never like that with me; ever since my biological father abandoned us, my days and my mother's became brighter, unaware of his true personality. I never thought he was capable of such atrocities...
'Hey, Haruka-san, hey, I'm talking to you, is everything alright...?'
Oh yes, this is Kiriya. Since our home was destroyed, his family gave us temporary shelter while we recovered. He and his sisters would visit us from time to time; we seemed to be the same age and eventually, we became friends.
'A-ah... I'm sorry, I-I just still miss him sometimes... And I think my mom does too...'
'I'm so sorry about this, but I want you to know that, well, I don't blame them for what happened... I hope that helps a little... I'm sure that if he had abandoned his greed and desire for immortality, he would have done it for you, and you would be a happy family'
'Maybe... Maybe in another life...'
I so wish it had in this one. I've always heard people say that what he did is unforgivable and he's in hell and will never get out... I can't hold back my tears, thinking that we could be a happy family if us were reincarnated, but what if what they say is true?
Perhaps my dad could never reincarnate, and once again it would just be my mom and me against the world...
Kiriya POV: Haruka and I have a lot in common, even if we don't realize it, I feel it. I know what it's like to lose your father, your father figure, the person who raised you.
I know how painful it can be, and his mother hasn't accepted it yet either; it's clear from her. Although, I won't deny that sometimes I feel there's something of Kibutsuji in her...
'My mom and I used to make dolls with things we found, we recycled them, I think that's what I called it...'
'Oh yeah? Wow, that sounds interesting. My sisters and I used to play ball, it was fun. And why aren't you doing it now?'
'Well, uh, I think it was because we were still processing everything and, since we didn't have any materials...'
'How about we go inside the farm? Maybe we'll get lucky and find something that will be useful or distracting. Shall we?'
When I extended my hand and she touched mine, it was strange; it felt somewhat cold, but there was no airflow, which was odd. But I didn't pay much attention to it; the last thing she needed was more worry.
So we went inside the farm, taking everything we could for the dolls or some other activity
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Haruka POV: It was so strange, we were the same age but he seemed so mature for his age, as if he already carried a whole burden ahead of him. I would like to help him, just as he does
'So? Are you finished? That doll looks good, I don't think mine turned out as well as yours, but for my first time it's not bad, what do you think?'
I squeezed the doll lightly, as if all my frustration would go away that way. I really want to help him, perhaps by giving him that doll which, since it resembled him, might help him calm down.
'Aaaaam, Haruka-san, please at least try to blink, you're worrying me a little. Would you like me to get you some tea or something?'
'Oh, excuse me, it's just, this doll looks like you, but I thought it was missing something, I was thinking about that... That's all...'
'Oh, yeah, I realize he looks like me, heh, but don't worry, he's very adorable, I think he's perfect. You can keep him if you like.'
Should I keep it for myself? My intention was to give it to her. Didn't she like presents? Or perhaps mine wasn't good enough? Damn feelings, they felt so strange and confusing for a little girl...
Kiriya POV: It was strange, but I felt as if something was pressing hard against my sides, as if they were being used as a stress ball.
It was just Haruka and me. If it had been my sisters, I would have known; they're not very good at hiding their secrets. But there was no one else. What was wrong with me?
'I'd like to know a way to repay you for everything you do for mom and me...'
'I-It's n-no-not-thihing...'
'Are you laughing at me? Nothing I'm saying is funny. Or is it my doll that makes you laugh? I'm going to be angry with you!'
'A tingling sensation? What are you talking about? It's just the two of us, what could be doing that to you? Just admit that my doll makes you laugh and stop lying!'
God... This didn't make sense, they weren't my sisters, I don't think they were ants climbing, so who or what was doing that? It was just us two, and I could see her right in front of me.
'Oh, I see. Is it so hard for you to say this? Yes, Haruka, your doll is horrible and I'm laughing at it, oh no, don't get angry, it's just a joke.'
'N-nohohohoho...!! I-I swheheheahahahahar...!'
'What? Oh, so now you find my performance funny? You'd better stop clowning around if you don't want me to pull your hair.'
I swear, I think there's some ghost tickling me, I can't see any other logical explanation, Haruka doesn't have powers, right?
Haruka POV: Very funny, isn't it? What's he going to say? Oh, I know, I'll tickle the doll, that way he'll laugh at what I'm doing too.
'Oh, so everything makes you laugh? Well then, sir, watch me tickle the doll and-'
'S-STOHOHOHOHOP...!'
'Huh? What are you talking about? You're not going to tell me that what I'm doing to the doll affects you, are you? Wait... Is that it? You were laughing because I had my hands on your sides and now you're laughing because of the tickling, right?'
'I-I-I D-DOHOHOHOHOHON'T K-KNUHUHUHUHOHOW...!'
'Well, well, who would have thought it, are you so ticklish that the mere anticipation makes you so ticklish?'
It seems I was right, how strange, I never knew what I could do, but, if he was laughing, it was a good thing, right? Could this then help him relax and reduce his pressure?
I don't hurt him, so it can work; besides, it's fun, and it helps me de-stress too. It's an activity for both of us!
'You know what? I think you're right, I'll keep this doll... It'll be fun, besides, I didn't even need to get close to you to tickle you! How about we try where else you have tickles?'
'A-AH?! NO! H-HOHOHOHOLD OOOOOOON!!!'
Don't worry, I won't be mean... Oooooor maybe I will, just a little...
'I'm so nervous... I wonder what I'll get... Do you think it'll be something that matches my personality...?!', okay, let me put you in a little context
Almost every year, Kagaya organized a small party with his hashiras; the themes were soooo diverse. And this year, it would be a costume party, which would have a contest.
Everything would be anonymous. The idea was simple: you picked a slip of paper and dressed up as whatever it said. Easy and simple.
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'Okey Kanroji, this should be easy, right? I'll be... A fox...? God, what does that mean? What do I do? Do I have to put on makeup like one?'
'Kanroji, stop worrying so much. Oyakata-sama's purpose is for us to have fun. Do it however you want and feel most comfortable. I'm sure you'll come up with something...'
'(KYA, TOMIOKA-SAN IS SUCH A GENTLEMAN!) a-ah, yes, of course, hehe, sorry about that... Good luck... See you...!'
And that's how the preparation of each one began; they couldn't help each other, it had to be them and only them. The only exception would be Gyomei, who would be helped by Genya
It certainly would have been a huge plot, but Kanroji had many ideas and in the end opted to wear a traditional kimono and use a pair of fluffy ears and tail to give her a fox touch.
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'What are you supposed to be, Kanroji?! You look like a cute little kitty, hahahahaha!
'Very flashy, definitely very much your style, good idea to dress like that. I thought you were coming with your "friend", if we can call her that...'
'Hahahahaha, come on Uzui, we all know Kanroji and Kocho are together! But speaking of her, here she comes! What's up, Kocho?!'
'Hey guys, great costumes, sorry for the delay, I had to drag Tomioka-san out of his estate, he kept saying his costume was awful, but oh well, I have the power of persuasion!'
Although Rengoku and Tengen didn't mention it so as not to embarrass their friend, the truth is that she turned into a complete strawberry when Shinobu approached and took her hand.
They shared a knowing chuckle, which snapped Kanroji out of her "love trance" and allowed her to say something to her sweetheart, who was trying to get her attention so she could calm down too.
'Oh, I forgot, I brought some snacks, these are special for Kanroji... I hope you enjoy them'
'A-AH?! FOR ME! SHINOBU-SAN... Y-YOU SHOULDN'T HAVE...!', Kanroji was soooooo embarrassed she wanted the earth to swallow her up, but Shinobu remained calm; the surprise would come later...
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'God... What a party... I never thought I'd get so tired... But it was so much fun, we should have more parties like this!'
'Heh, sure you will. Well, you can enjoy your sweets, I made them with an ingredient I bet you'll like... I'll arrange the futons so you can eat in peace, okay?'
'Oh, well... If that's what you want... I'll put them on a plate so we can both enjoy them, I won't be long!'
Naive and innocent Kanroji... You have no idea what those sweets contain. It wasn't something that would harm her; Shinobu would die if anything happened to her.
It was just something that, if it worked, she would give to other people. Of course, not with bad intentions, or at least that's what she wanted to believe.
'3... 2... 1...',the sound of a plate falling was all she needed to know it had worked. 'Is something wrong, dear Kanroji?'
'N-NOHOHOHO...! I-I... I'M O-OKAHAY...! '
'Even from far away I can hear you laughing...~ Are you sure you're okay? Or do you need help?'
She didn't wait for a reply; having finished putting the futons, she went to the kitchen, leaning against the doorframe as she watched the adorable scene in front of her.
Her girlfriend, kneeling on the floor, covered her mouth with one hand while holding her tummy with the other, as if trying to stop herself from laughing, visibly embarrassed.
'Aww, what's wrong~? Did my sweets give you a tingle? Because it seems so...~'
'Oh come on, one of your charms is your smile. Besides, my costume was that of a witch, try to make the connection, darling. It's not harmful to you, and that's why I stopped you from eating them at the party, you're welcome~'
'Mmmmm, I don't know, even if I stopped, the effect would still be there... Why waste it?', it would be a long night for Kanroji, and she should be grateful that only ate one.
After many years, the meetings became very infrequent; there was no longer a sufficient reason to gather. And if Muzan did summon them, it was only to reprimand them for failing to fulfill the objective of the search.
Douma: Oh Muzan-sama, I think no matter how much I search, I can't find anything. I'm a terrible detective, but I've sent my followers to look for more information. I'll tell you as soon as I know!
Muzan: ...Your mere presence bothers me, now get out, I don't even know why I summon you if your stupid answer is always the same
Words weren't something that hurt him honestly; he had even offered to cut off his arm as punishment for not giving him anything, but he refused. Oh well, what could he do?
Kokushibo: You have so little respect and an incredible level of confidence for the way that you disrespect Muzan-sama.
Douma: Oh, Kokushibo-Dono! Don't tell me you were eavesdropping on our conversation. I wouldn't consider it disrespectful; I'm just telling the truth. I'm not good at searching, and besides, I'm busy. I'm not lying about it and he knows it; for some reason he still keeps me here, so he must have some affection for me, and it's mutual.
Kokushibo: Even so, you must maintain respect; he is our master and we must respect him.
Douma, for his part, merely shrugged as he nodded and watched his superior walk away so quickly that he disappeared from sight in a single step.
Although he assumed he had a point, he wasn't putting in that much effort; perhaps there was a way to do more work with his BDA.
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Later, he finally perfected his technique. His ice clones had only been adapted for battle, but he thought that perhaps he could give them another use.
Douma: You guys look cuter than you should, I mean, technically you look like me. But when you fight you're different, why now you seem less threatening?
Perhaps he hadn't quite perfected it; it seemed he needed an outside opinion. But who? Clearly, Akaza wasn't an option; Hantengu would be scared; Gyokko would be a good choice if his perception of "art" weren't so distorted...
Douma: Kokushibo-Dono, I have a very important question for you and I hope you can help me, what do you think?
Kokushibo: What would that question be? I hope it's not something that will waste my time.
Douma: Of course it will be worth it. Remember when you told me I should put more emphasis on finding the flower and meeting Master Muzan's expectations?
Kokushibo: Get to the point, don't waste time with unnecessary introductions
Well, Douma spared no words and decided to take his fans, thus forming two ice clones. They were smaller than the ones he usually wore when fighting; they looked like little kids, but much colder.
Douma: Soooooo, what do you think? I think they could be useful, but what do you say? I'm asking because you always say I should respect the opinions of those above me, that's why I'm asking.
Kokushibo: They're just ice sculptures; I don't see a "special" function for them, nor do they seem to help much in the search for the lily and the location of the Ubuyashiki.
Douma: So they have to prove to you that they can do a good job? Because I'll bet you a date with me all night if they can.
Oh yeah, you heard right, Douma had bet on a date. Well, perhaps not a romantic one, but he figured his superior would be very annoyed by him being with him, "disobeying" Muzan's orders by doing nothing.
Since Kokushibo had nothing to lose and that he considered it a doomed plan, he simply agreed. What could he do to him, after all?
Douma: (okey, this will be a huge challenge. Of course, I can't hurt him, because he'll regenerate immediately. It has to be something no one expects, something no one has done before, something humiliating...)
Kokushibo: Well? Don't waste my time. If you don't do something worth my attention, I'll leave immediately. You have 10 seconds, and that's being generous.
Douma: Oh, I know exactly what I'll do...
Since Kokushibo hadn't expected any fatal attack from Douma, he had slightly lowered his guard, but it was enough for him to be taken down by the ice clones.
For being small, they were quite strong, since even when Kokushibo tried to raise his arm, it seemed as if he had some rock or chain holding him to the ground.
Kokushibo: Mmm, amazing.
Douma: I know! They're very good at deceiving people; no one would suspect such adorable little things. Besides, you let your guard down, and now...
Kokushibo: What are they doing? They're touching me and it feels cold.
Douma: Oh, innocent and clueless Koku-Dono...~ what do you think they'll do to you~?
Kokushibo: ...are you going to tickle me? I can't think of anything else that fits your personality. But I'm telling you right now, you'll be wasting your time. What makes you think I have that weakness?
Douma: Because you were human once, and if you're not afraid to prove otherwise, then just do it. You'll see how stupid you look. Oh, and that way we'll have a date!
Needless to say, Kokushibo rolled his middle eyes. Well, there was no way he was going to fall for that. What were they going to do to him?
But he soon swallowed his words when a strange yet familiar sensation came over his body, causing him to tense up slightly and let out a small gasp.
Douma: That was a really good reaction, obviously I was right, as always. You're ticklish in a certain way, how adorable.
Kokushibo: Nonsense, it just took me by surprise... I'm sure you did something...
Douma: Well, could this count as a spell? Because it doesn't seem like it to me, heh, come on, you can laugh, it's just us...~
Kokushibo: Take that damn tone of voice off your lips... It's making me uncomfortable...
Douma: Hmm, is that my voice? Or is that just the feeling you get? Does my voice give you goosebumps, making the tingling sensation intensify and making you want to laugh and just laugh...~?
He was so hateful, the worst part? He was right. His tone gave him goosebumps, though he attributed it to the fact that his BDA was made of ice and that was transmitted through his little "clones," but that didn't make sense.
Douma: I can tell you're having a hard time with this, because why don't you just laugh? Stop humiliating yourself...
Kokushibo: F-fuhuhuck y-y-you...
Douma: See? You can laugh without any problem.... Oooooh, do you want me to cover your mouth? My clones can do that, so you'll see you don't have to be embarrassed anymore~
Kokushibo: I-I'm g-gohon-... GRK...! STOP IT!
Douma: Oh come on... Aaaah, I think I know where I have to go...~
With a snap of their fingers, everything changed. The touches, once bearable, were now completely more precise, and in that one spot... The only spot that, even when he became a demon, remained sensitive to those touches
His middle eyes widened in astonishment, while the others closed, showing his struggle to try and push away those feelings, not to laugh and to appear strong, although of course, his smile betrayed him.
Kokushibo: D-Do-Douma... S-stahahap... STOP!
Douma: Aww, look at that, you can't anymore? Who would have thought... A man, I mean, demon, so strong, so powerful, and majestic, defeated by a few tickles on his sides.
Sanemi: Dude... Out of all the people in this organization, you chose the one who has like 20 wives?
Rengoku: Hahahaha Shinazugawa, Uzui is my best friend! Who would have thought that friendship and love are just a small step away... But still, I think I made a good choice!
Shinobu: Perhaps he is unable to satisfy his wives and that is why he sought someone else to help him
The "rumor" of Uzui and Rengoku's recent relationship—well, it wasn't even a rumor. All the Hashira had already deduced it long ago; they just hadn't accepted it yet.
Tengen: Well, well, how are you all doing, comrades? What are you talking about?
Muichiro: So now you and Mr. Owl are finally together... Although we'd already seen you guys before.
Tengen: Oh, I see. Oyakata-sama hasn't introduced himself yet, has he? I had a minor problem, I'm sorry about that.
Gyomei: Not yet, but don't worry, he'd understand that we all have problems. Besides, Obanai, Kanroji, and Tomioka haven't arrived yet. Meetings always start when we're all here
Tengen: Ah, thank goodness, I wouldn't have wanted to disappoint him. Thank you so much. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to see my sweetheart.
It was cute to see what they were calling each other, but anyway, that's not the point. When he approached Rengoku, he didn't interrupt him; on the contrary, he was stealthy and...
Tengen: Hey Rengoku! -he said, giving his hips a quick squeeze-
Rengoku: A-AH! Hahahaha, hi Uzui! You surprised me! I never heard you coming in
Sanemi: Yes, well, Kocho, let's go somewhere else, so the two of them can be together. We don't want to be the third wheel, do we?
Shinobu: Yeah, yeah, you're right... Also, I just saw Kanroji and Tomioka arrive, see you later guys!
Slipping away discreetly, they already knew what was planned. They knew Uzui, and what he did when he arrived was just the beginning of what he would do to them. And they weren't going to be dragged into those childish games.
Tengen: It seems everyone knew before you, huh? By the way, I think you forgot something daily, didn't you?
Rengoku: -his cheeks flushed slightly and whispered- don't you dare...! Not here...!
Tengen: Heh... What are you talking about...? -crouched down to be a little closer to his eye level while whispering- don't you want someone to hear you laugh...? I mean, everyone knows how you laugh, what difference would it make~?
Rengoku: Uzui... NO!
Tengen: Come on, don't shout.. Keep whispering, do you want the others to hear you? Who knows... Maybe they'll even join in, after all the times you've been like this, right?
Oh no, Rengoku was trapped. It wasn't that I minded him laughing in public; he did it all the time, after all, it was part of his charm. But laughing because someone is tickling you? That's a different story.
And let's be honest, Rengoku knows Uzui, and he knew perfectly well what he wouldn't do subtly; he'd make sure everyone heard, then pretend he did nothing, increasing his embarrassment.
Tengen: Aaaaaw, what's wrong...~? -slowly moves his fingers- are you afraid of what I can do to you?
Rengoku: Uzui, I swear if you try to do anything to me...!
Tengen: Hey, but it wouldn't depend on me, it would depend on you too, don't you think? You were yelling recently, do you think Shinazugawa and Kocho didn't notice?
Rengoku: G-go a-awahahahay...! Uzuhuhui... I'm s-seriohohous...! -tried to keep his composure; he wasn't doing anything to him, he couldn't let mere anticipation get the better of him-
Tengen: I'm not doing anything to you.. -slowly began to approach- or do you want me to...~?
Rengoku: N-nohoho... J-j-juhuhust...-!
Tengen: We have some time before Oyakata-sama arrives, I promise not to embarrass you in front of him
Okay, not in front of Kagaya, but what about the others who were there? Of course, some wouldn't show much interest; they'd probably tell him to shut up, others might say he's adorable, etc.
He flatly refused to let him do it, but he couldn't do anything when soon a pair of fingers found his hips. Some kneading the bones of them.
Rengoku: S-ST-STOHOHOP...!
Tengen: -his response was to put a finger to his mouth, indicating that he should be quiet-
Rengoku: Y-Y-YOHOHOU J-J-J...! -he coughed a little to get some air and not give him any more satisfaction- n-n-nohohot theheherehe...!
Tengen: Mmm? -raised an eyebrow- Not here? Ok, how about here? -raised one of his hands to his armpit-
He tried not to scream at the sudden change, covering his body, hugging his hips with one hand and his armpits with the other. He looked at him with some annoyance; he really wanted to tease him at that moment!
Tengen: -leaned slightly closer to his ear and whispered- you can laugh... I'll cover your mouth... I know you want to laugh...~
That was probably the last straw; he couldn't take it anymore and started laughing. This time, his effort was directed at trying to push him away completely. But the difference in muscle mass... He made it almost impossible
Tengen: I don't see why, besides, you told me not to do it there, I moved to another place, or would you prefer this one? -he said, lowering himself and squeezing his thighs-
Rengoku: GRK! NOT THERE! NOT THERE!!! NAHAHAHAT THEHEHEHEHEREHEHEHEHEHE!!!
Tengen: You need to learn to choose your words carefully; perhaps this will teach you a little
Rengoku: WHAHAHAHAHAHAT?! NOHOHOHOHOHOHO!!!
As for the others, they were used to it, so they said it wasn't a lie. The one who wasn't used to it was Rengoku, so they just let them play until the master made his appearance and then left him alone.
Happy birthday!!! (btw if you can and want can you make either day 21 or day 25 with lee gyomei cuz ive seen 0 fics with lee gyomei i would want to !!if you want to of course!!)
Hi! And thank you, it was a very nice day, even though I ended up turning 20... It was ironic because I turned 19 on December 19th.-
And regarding the fanfics, I had planned to write one. Gyomei is one of my favorite characters, so I don't see why I wouldn't give him more content.
I found this lovely post and wanted to share it with you. The link is obviously here so you can support the original author.
CW: The following content may be somewhat explicit or suggestive; discretion is advised.
CW: I want to clarify again that the fanfic does not belong to me; the link will be above so you can visit and support the original fic
Sanemi doesn’t know at what point the two loudest, most ridiculous idiots of all the Pillars managed to get close to Giyuu. And he’s not talking about physical proximity, but about a real friendship—one that his shy, unsociable boyfriend had decided to reciprocate.
And don’t get him wrong, it doesn’t bother him that Giyuu talks to other people… Well, most of the time it doesn’t.
It’s good that Giyuu opens up more and socializes, that he has people to talk to besides him and that stupid Kamado kid, someone to train with and all that.
Most of the time it doesn’t bother him and it doesn’t make him jealous.
But Tengen—Sanemi swears to God that man knows exactly how to push his limits.
It had started with an innocent question.
“Are you ticklish, Tomioka?” he heard him ask while Sanemi was talking with Iguro.
But of course, that flashy ape always has to take things further. He tried to ignore the conversation until the excessive movement and the sound of laughter reached his ears—and until Iguro, who was facing them and could see perfectly what Sanemi had his back to, opened his eyes in something close to horror.
Sanemi turned around, intrigued and ready to defend Giyuu if they started harassing him too much, only to feel his chest and throat burn. His body tensed immediately, his hands and jaw clenching tightly.
In front of him, Rengoku had his back to Giyuu, his boyfriend’s back pressed against his chest while the blond man held both of Giyuu’s hands. He didn’t like that, but he could let it slide—Rengoku was like a child.
But Tengen. That idiot.
He had positioned himself between Giyuu’s legs, one of his huge hands holding his thigh so he couldn’t kick him away, the other moving quickly over Giyuu’s torso while he was “tickling” him.
The wooden sword in Sanemi’s hand snapped from the force with which he gripped it. He could already feel his face burning, could imagine how red it must be with rage.
The piece of wood left in his hand flew almost involuntarily toward Uzui’s head. Skilled as he was, Uzui managed to dodge it by just a few centimeters.
“Hey, what’s wrong? We’re just having some fun here,” he said, turning with a smile and a mocking glint in his eyes.
Sanemi swore he was going to kill him before a demon ever could.
His gaze went to Giyuu, who was looking at him with bright eyes, flushed cheeks, and ragged breathing.
Far too similar to an expression Sanemi often saw in private. No one else had the right to see that—this state, that expression, that pretty blush.
'My priorities are clear, remember that well. When I return from the Final Selection, I don't want you to be worried, I will return, no matter what.'
With a kiss, Tengen said goodbye to his wives, armed and with his mind clear. He had to return, for he had people waiting for him at home.
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'It's been a week... Tengen will be back soon, is everything ready? Suma, where are the dishes?!'
'Here they are, calm down, don't yell at me! Uzui wouldn't like us fighting while he's not here!'
'Girls, please, this isn't the time to fight. Everything is ready. Suma is right, Tengen doesn't like it when we fight, and we need to behave, especially since he'll be tired.'
But while they were talking, there was someone who had anticipated the surprise of the surprise that his wives had prepared for him.
He had arrived some time ago, but his shinobi skills had helped him infiltrate the house without them noticing.
'Well, well, I see my beautiful wives were waiting for me attentively, huh?'
They weren't expecting it, but Suma got a little scared and hid behind Makio, who turned around to see who he had spoken to. Almost immediately, Uzui stretched out his arms and his wives embraced him in tears, happy that he had kept his word.
'Hey, I told you not to worry, didn't I? I'm here, and what you've cooked smells delicious. I've missed your food all these days. Come on, let's all eat!'
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'Tengen, dear? Are you waiting for someone, perhaps?'
'Oh, good morning Hinatsuru. Yes, my crow told me that someone would be coming to deliver my uniform today, so I'm looking forward to it.'
'So soon? Well, okay, I'll go make breakfast. If you have any trouble putting on your uniform, you can call us and we'll help you, okay?'
'As kind as ever, don't worry. I'll find a way to get out of it, heh, hopefully it turned out as eye-catching as I asked.'
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'Girls, I think I need some help with this uniform...'
'What's wrong with it? Don't you like the color they gave you?'
'Come and I'll show you...'
The uniform itself wasn't bad at all. The only problem was that the sleeves were too tight; even when he tried to flex his muscles, he ended up tearing the uniform.
Furthermore, he felt that wearing sleeves would make things quite difficult, because he needed complete freedom of movement in his arms to handle his katanas. And most importantly... it wasn't flashy
'Okay, so what do you plan on doing? We need you to put the uniform back on, so we can see how it fits and give you our opinion.'
'I just need them to cut off the sleeves, I don't need to wear it again... I think I should have ordered a bigger size, these babies grow quite a lot'
'Uzui-sama, come on, put on your uniform, maybe we can do something with the one you have. You just say the sleeves are the problem, maybe we can cut them and improve it!
Although he didn't want to, Uzui put his uniform back on, and it was obvious what he was saying. When he tried to put it on, the sleeves in general were the problem and he couldn't get it on properly; the effort was noticeable in the veins of his neck.
And when he FINALLY managed to put on the full uniform, he looked hunched over, as if the mere act of breathing could tear the entire uniform, even more than it already was.
'Yeah, yeah, you can laugh if you want. This looks ridiculous and NOTHING flashy. I think I should have just ordered the materials and had you make my own uniform. You all know what to do, although of course, I wouldn't expect any less from the beautiful and talented wives I've chosen.'
'W-wehehell, it doesn't look so bad... Maybe if we cut the uniform sleeves off completely...'
'We could do it, and why not make their sleeves large bracelets, perhaps even golden ones!'
'Yes, and as a finishing touch, since your hair isn't too long or too short, we could leave it loose and tie it up with that beautiful accessory you always wear!'
'Heh, you see? You girls understand me and my style. Well, I trust your judgment, you can do it, let me take off this uniform so you can get started...'
However, what was difficult to put on was also difficult to take off. No matter how hard Uzui tried to remove his uniform, he couldn't! He thought about what he could flex to tear the sleeves; after all, his wives were going to cut them off anyway, but it didn't work.
'Oh, I think you have a problem, don't you, Uzui?'
'Yes, damn uniform, please help me... Although, just a moment, let me sit down so it's easier for you to cut and do the work, okay?'
And so he did, after considering that the process would be time-consuming, he decided to sit in a position where he could be comfortable and also help his wives to cut and mend the uniform
But he probably didn't expect what came next...
'Okay, now raise your arms to your sides, as if you were making a "T" with them'
'I don't think I can... This uniform prevents me from doing almost anything, let's see, give me a moment...'
'Come on Uzui, we won't hurt you, trust us, you're in good hands'
'I never said I didn't trust you, I'm just stating the obvious... Okay, I think I've got it now, do you think that's enough at this level?'
'Yes, it's perfect, keep it like this while we're making marks so we can cut it when the time comes.'
'And don't lower your arms or move them even an inch, please, we could make it uneven!'
'(I have a bad feeling about this...)'
Obeying his wives' instructions, he raised his arms and placed them in the position. He felt as if he had a broomstick in his arms, unable to move even if he wanted to.
'It does look tight, I think the best thing would be to cut the sleeves little by little, that way we'll have some extra fabric in case the cut is uneven...'
'That's not a bad idea, Suma, look, let's start marking here... From this height to this, leaving almost two fingers' width to be able to sew it.'
'Aaaam, girls... What if we...? HUH-?!'
'I think one finger will be more than enough, don't you think? Maybe it should be three? Considering we're slightly smaller than him.'
For some reason, Uzui felt they were doing it on purpose. Was it really necessary to measure how far they were going to cut? Perhaps so, but the fact that they "casually" put their fingers in the hollows of his armpits didn't seem so necessary
The squeezes to "measure" and "feel" an approximation of his muscles didn't seem to be that either, and yet, they were doing it. They seemed to be looking for something more...
'I think we should also make sure he can breathe; his uniform seems too tight, look how constricted it is around his abdomen, for example.'
'W-wahahahaihihit... Y-YOU a-ahaharehehehehehe do-doing thihihihihis on p-purpohohohose...!!!'
'Of course not, Suma has a point, it seems like the buttons could easily come undone with a simple sigh or inhalation from you!'
'You're e-exaggeheheheratihihihing...! C-come ooooon... L-lehehehehet me t-ta-take o-off my uhu-uniform aaaaand it'll b-be easihihier...!'
They obviously refused, mainly because they needed the exact measurements; even though they were tickling him, which was part of their main objective, he couldn't take off his uniform.
Soon he felt fingers invading his armpits; even with his uniform he could feel his wives' nails scratching the center. He even felt someone scratching around his navel, his abdominal muscles, and part of his hips.
'Oh Uzui, don't tell me you're so ticklish you can't stand this, we're not doing anything...~'
'M-me?! O-of cohohoursehehehe n-no...!'
'Perfect, because we're going to start marking the points so we can cut it and then sew it, please try not to move at all'
'A-ahahahand why a-are youhuhuhuhu s-squeezing my a-abdomehehehehehen...?!'
'Obviously because we need to make sure it's not too long or too short, Suma, help me keep him still'
Obviously, Uzui wasn't going to hurt them, much less ruin the work they were going to do, so he put a lot of effort into not trying to wave his arms nor tremble when Hinatsuru's fingers began to make cutting patterns on the uniform shirt, also feeling that the scratches she made "on purpose" because she was "deviated" were completely calculated
'Well, see it wasn't so difficult? One's already finished, just the other one and we'll start cutting! You're doing a great job, Uzui!'
'Sure... Just try to do it quickly... My arms feel tired...'
The process was the same: Makio and Suma holding each of his arms, Uzui trying not to move a hair, and Hinatsuru marking the points that would be sewn. Easy.
'Well done, Tengen-sama! Congratulations!'
'Yes, thank you... Now... Could you help me take off this uniform...?'
'Oh come on, are you going to deny that we have some fun? It's been a while since we've hung out like this!'
'Hey... No... Not that... Girls... Wait... Let's talk.. Girls... GIHIHIHIHIRLS!!!'
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'You look as flashy and beautiful as ever, Tengen!'
'It suits you quite well, good luck on your first mission, please come back safely'
'We love you, take care, see you...'
'I love you all too... See you later, I bet I'll pull off an amazing feat and get promoted. After all, I carry a part of you with me. I love you all, goodbye!'
Giyuu: Oh, I see. So you like Sabito, and why don't you tell him? I've always noticed a closeness and a certain chemistry between you two, Kanroji.
That was Mitsuri's fear: that her love would not be reciprocated. At least not after her failed marriage. Those words had left her with enormous insecurity; she knew Sabito wasn't like that, but she didn't know what to do.
She wanted to tell him, so she turned to Giyuu.
Giyuu: Listen, Kanroji, Sabito would never hurt you. I know him well, and I know how his eyes light up when he sees you or talks to you. You have nothing to lose by telling him. Be brave. Or, if you prefer, send him a letter.
Mitsuri: No, you're right, I must be brave... I must tell her, even if she rejects me, thank you for your advice...
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It was the moment; she had mentally prepared herself for it. If he accepted, she would be delighted, but if he didn't, she would accept it; she wouldn't force him to love her.
Sabito: Oh, Kanroji, how are you? Giyuu told me you wanted to talk to me about something serious. Are you hurt? Did some idiot dare to hurt you?
Mitsuri: No, no, calm down, okay? Just... Aaaah well... We've known each other for a while now... You... You've always looked out for my well-being... And... And you're the only one who makes my heart feel so safe... You make me feel loved...
Sabito: In short, you like me, right?
Mitsuri's face flushed red with. Had she been so obvious in showing her attraction to him? Oh my God, how embarrassing!
Sabito: Well, let me tell you, the feeling is mutual. Honestly, I've never met anyone like you before. You are beautiful, empathetic, you care about the well-being of others and you have an incredible fighting style, who could not fall in love with you?
Mitsuri: You... You do...? Even... Even with my weird hair color...?
Sabito: "Weird hair color"? Your hair is so beautiful, the most beautiful I've ever seen. Who told you that?
Mitsuri: I-I... I...
She didn't know what to say, how to do it? If she told him, he would probably get angry, or she might cry from the humiliation she felt at that moment.
Sabito: So? Tell me, who was the idiot who said that to you? How dare he even insult you?
Mitsuri: W-well... Before I joined... I was going to marry... But... The day before our engagement... My fiancé left me... Saying that only a cow or a beast could be with me...
Sabito: HE SAID WHAT?!
This was what Mitsuri wanted to avoid; she didn't feel well. As soon as she said that, despite trying to stay strong, she ended up crying.
She didn't want to do it, because she didn't want to bother Sabito with his problems or give him a bad time because of it. But she couldn't help it.
Sabito: Listen, I'm so sorry about that. But I want you to know that a person like that bastard who told you that isn't worth it, he's not even a real man. A real man would love a woman for who she is, not for how she looks. That idiot is worthless, stay calm. But if I run into him, I swear I'll BEAT HIM UP!
Mitsuri: Violence isn't necessary... Please don't fight with people, it's not worth it...
Sabito: I would do anything to defend my girlfriend
Mitsuri: W-what...? Wait... That means...?!
Sabito didn't need words, he just smiled, taking her hands in his and kissing them. That answered better than anything or any word he could think of.
He couldn't stop it, but Mitsuri cried, but it was tears of pure happiness; he simply chose to hug her and stroke her hair, giving her space to let it all out.
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Giyuu: Looks like it worked out in the end, huh? I'm so happy for you guys.
Mitsuri: Thank you, Giyuu... Although... I don't know... Sometimes I don't know what to say to him... It's just that I feel like we do everything I want and nothing he wants...
Giyuu: Well, he's happy to accept whatever makes you happy, but you could tell him, maybe that way you can do something together and share a common activity.
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Sabito: An activity? Mmm, I guess so. Well, tickle me.
Mitsuri: EEEEEEEH?!
Unexpected? Completely. I didn't think it would be so easy, nor that it would be the main activity he'd suggest. Perhaps he was a bit stressed about the missions, but still...
Mitsuri: Seriously...?! I mean... Well... I don't want to make you feel uncomfortable...!
Sabito: Ñah. You like making people happy, and I'd like a way to spend time with you, just we two. You can do it with complete confidence; I'll be fine.
Mitsuri: But...
That wasn't specifically his plan; he was only doing it because he was thinking about her... But, of course, the idea appealed to her. He almost never smiles or laughs, and it would be a good way to pass the time...
Sabito: Go ahead, if you'd like I can tell you my worst spots
Mitsuri: No, no, no, don't do that! I want to stay curious! But we can do something else!
Sabito: Perfect, then I'll tickle you
Okay, dead end, Mitsuri had no choice but to flee from the "attack". After hiding and hearing his hum her name, she took a breath and picked him up.
Sabito: So? Looks like you finally decided to go for it, huh?
Mitsuri: HMPH! You made me nervous!
Sabito: Oh dear, you're simply too easy to tease, don't get angry. Your beautiful face shouldn't be ruined by a frown.
Even with his flattery, Mitsuri knew what Sabito was up to; ironically, Giyuu had predicted what Sabito would likely suggest. So she chose to ask him first, just to be prepared
Mitsuri: Believe me, I know how to make you laugh. We'll see if you keep that attitude
Sabito's smile disappeared when Mitsuri took hold of his ankles, placing both feet in her lap. Well, he definitely knew Giyuu had given him advice, maybe he'll scold him later
Mitsuri: From what I can tell, you're quite sensitive here, aren't you? Ah-ah, no trying to take it away! You brought this on yourself!
Sabito: Pffft... I-I can handle it... It's just that... Aaaam...
Mitsuri: Your excuses won't work either. I'll be merciful and let you keep your socks on, but if you try to escape again, I won't have that mercy!
Well, that was a momentary relief. Sabito thought he could manage to stay calm, but the mere touch of his girlfriend's nails on his shoe soles made everything difficult.
He couldn't kick her, he had to hold! But the feeling was so intense, the mere anticipation, which he hated, made him even more nervous...
Mitsuri: Aww, why is your face so red~? Can't you stand it? Can't you stand me gently running my nails along your sole? Aww, what would happen if I took off your stockings...~?
Mitsuri: But that wouldn't be funny, just look at how you're laughing in anticipation~. You always act like a tough guy, but now look at you... So helpless...~
Sabito: S-stohohohooooop t-the tehehesihing...!
Even if he asked her nicely, Mitsuri wouldn't accept; he had already granted her this. Maybe Sabito thought she wouldn't accept him and he would have the opportunity to reverse roles; evidently, he didn't think it through.
Mitsuri: Ready~?
Sabito: I-I guehehehehess...(?
Mitsuri: Great! Tickle tickle tickle!
The regret came almost immediately; Sabito felt that he would soon lose control and end up kicking her. He brought his arms to his hair, pulling it lightly, trying to calm the sensations, but it didn't work.
Mitsuri was relentless in this, there was no way of knowing, she did it in such a way that Sabito seemed to laugh louder and louder, undoubtedly extraordinary if you asked him
Mitsuri: Oh, of course not, I heard that about you too! You beg for mercy in the first moments so you can get rid of me and make me your victim! That won't work with you!
Sabito: WHAHAHAHAT?! FUHUHUHUCKIHIHING GIYUU!! I-I'M GOHOHOHOING TO KIHIHIHILL HIIIIIIM!!!
Mitsuri: Ah-ah, no threats! You've earned another round! And a punishment too. I warned you that if you were a bad boy, I'd take your stockings off, right?
Sabito: WAHAHAHAHAIHIHIT...!!!
There was no way to get that thought out of Mitsuri's head, and sure enough, it was so fast that he didn't even have time to catch his breath from the previous tickling. He could only laugh as he tried not to kick her; the effort wore him down.
Being tired made him even more sensitive, and he felt as if everything was much worse. He tried to negotiate, but only laughter and unintelligible babble came out of his mouth.
And the childish tone Mitsuri used throughout? Oh god, he felt like she might have fainted if he hadn't been a hashira
Sabito: PLEHEHEHEHASEHEHEEEEEEE...!!!
Mitsuri: Okay, okay, I think I've had enough fun, you're free!
Almost immediately after she let go, Sabito rolled away from her, hugging himself while a few giggles still escaped him.
'Oh my fucking god... YOU'RE STILL READING THAT STORY?!', well, nothing out of the ordinary so far
Touko honestly didn't mind her brother reading; it was better if he was sleeping or doing other stupid things. What bothered her was that he neglected his studies.
Especially since he did it, coincidentally, just when exams were near or when something at school required 100% of his attention.
'BUT THEY'RE SO GREAT AND THERE'S SO MUCH HERE! I JUST DISCOVERED SOMETHING THAT MIGHT INTEREST YOU!'
'...The only thing I could possibly care about is how the hell you plan to pass the tests, because mom and dad are going to be furious and you know it. Speak quickly and put that stupid book down.'
'It seems that, since we're descendants, we probably share certain characteristics. For example, Kanata is just like Kanao, and here are her spots!', well, perhaps it wasn't what Touko expected, but she was intrigued by what he meant by that.
After explaining, they came to a conclusion: besides being almost a copy of their ancestors, they had inherited some things. For example, it seems that Sumihiko and Tanjiro shared the same point of death, as did Yoshiteru with Zenitsu and Touko with Nezuko, so...
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'Oh, Touko, good afternoon. How are you? I wasn't expecting to see you here... You could have told me and I would have fixed myself up a bit more'
'I've told you countless times that you're beautiful just the way you are. Besides, I don't mind your outfit at all...', obviously, it didn't bother her.
He was literally dressed in such a way that it seemed like an invitation to corroborate the theory of both Agatsuma siblings.
Once they were seated, Touko secured the perimeter. She knew Kanata was shy about such things, and Sumihiko always took advantage of any opportunity to get what he wanted...
'I'm genuinely surprised that Sumihiko hasn't repeated a year yet, considering how late he is. But he's not late for a party, is he?'
'No, but well, I can't blame him. Besides, his absence means we'll both have some time alone, since a certain young lady isn't a fan of public displays of affection.'
'Oh come on! So you want us to spend quality time together, right? I have the perfect activity...', the smile she gave made her intentions clear.
Anticipation wasn't even necessary; if their theory was correct, it wouldn't affect him in the slightest. The attack had to be carried out without any chance of knowing what she would do
And they were right, because when she took his hands and began to gently scratch his palms, she saw him try to pull away and cover his mouth with his other hand, although his smile betrayed him
'Interesting, I didn't expect you were ticklish here, that might explain why you always walk around with your hands in your pockets! How adorable!'
'Dohohohon't...! S-stahahahahap...!!'
'Oh, you want me to not stop? Well, well, it seems that besides having unusual spots, you like being tickled in them so much, how sweet!'
Well, that clearly wasn't what Kanata meant. He liked the attention his girlfriend was giving him at that moment, but he was embarrassed by her teasing and the babyish tone she used.
At least that's what it was, until she pounced on him, sitting on his lap and stroking his ears and the back of his neck
'NAHAHAHAHAHA!!! T-TOHOHOUKOHOHOHO...!!!'
'Woah, your laughter increased dramatically. And with this sensitivity, you wear your hair short? That would also explain why you don't like people whispering things to you...~'
'STAHAHAHAHAP THE TEHEHEHASIHIHIHIIING...!!'
'Oh, just teasing? So you admit you like this? Do you want me to keep exploring more unusual places to see if you laugh even more~?', great, there it was again, that childish tone...
He hadn't expected that. Ever since he was a child, Kanata had always thought he wasn't ticklish because he always won tickle fights with his brother, but this was new to him.
Of course he loved the attention she gave him, but perhaps in a different context it would be even better. He tried to break free, attempting to grab her hips, but every attack was thwarted.
'Did you really think you could get rid of me that easily? Oh darling, there are still so many places I'd like to try... I've heard that people don't usually get ticklish on their knees or behind them. Could it be that you're one of them? I think we can find out now...~'
'Oooooh, so someone beat me to it and figured that out before I did? Too bad, but I'm grateful, now I know exactly where to go to get better reactions...~'
Kanata's face turned red; he'd been tricked, and now he'd revealed it. That was something almost everyone in his family knew, but oh man, how could he explain it?
Every time someone attacked his knees, he felt like he was dying. His desperation grew; he kicked and thrashed, or at least tried to, putting all his effort into breaking free. But eventually he gave in to the tickling, hugging himself as he squirmed as best he could, until finally they took pity on him and let him go.
'Don't get like that, darling, calm down, you're in good hands, just 1 minute and I'll stop, okay?'
'PLEHEHEAHAHAHASEHEHEHEEEE...-!!!'
'Aww, thank you! I promise it'll be quick', she didn't even let him finish his sentence; she knew he was going to refuse.
She grabbed his ankles and began to squeeze firmly, careful not to fall off the furniture when Kanata began to writhe violently and desperately; he was already overstimulated.
She couldn't even last 30 seconds without feeling some mercy, so she let him go and prevented him from falling when he tried to turn around.
'That was fun, don't you think?'
'Nohohohoho...'
'Oh, don't lie! I know you blush when you lie, and you clearly are. How adorable! We can do that whenever you want!'
'J-juhuhust... Nohohohot a w-word of thihihihis to S-Sumihikoho... Please...'
'Oh, don't worry, he'll never know. It'll be our secret, now come and give me a hug!', since he couldn't get up, she carefully lay down on top of him, hugging him and smiling.
Even though Kanata didn't want to, he smiled; now that he was calm, could say with complete certainty that he enjoyed it.
When her husband told her that he had a role in a movie, she was the most excited about the news. She knew him and had longed for him so much that her happiness was indescribable.
Keizo: Well Hakuji, Koyuki hasn't stopped talking about your new job and strongly asked me to take her to see it or give her more details about it.
Hakuji: I figured as much, but I can't. Perhaps she won't like the role they gave me. You know she gets a little resentful when someone speaks ill of me or you.
Keizo: Villain?
Hakuji: Yes, but he's not such a bad villain... He does find redemption in the end... Although that might bother her a little, hehehe...
One way or another, Koyuki was going to find out, so he had to tell her. She took it well, better than he expected. He really started to question why he'd initially been so afraid to tell her; it was obvious she would respect that
Koyuki: So, you're supposed to be one of the strongest villains and have the most screen time, huh? I'm so happy!
Hakuji: Yes, I suppose so. Although, of course, some people might have a different image of me. But that worries me a little, because I'll be killing someone who has almost the entire audience on their side...
Koyuki: Well, even so. If you do your job that well, people might even grow fond of you, even if you're the villain. Although I believe that role doesn't fit you...
Well, perhaps he spoke too soon, but she didn't seem angry; he'd heard that tone before, in another situation, but he couldn't remember which ones...
Koyuki: You know why?
Hakuji: No(? You're scaring me a little, honey
Koyuki: Tell me something, do you think a villain would have a weakness like yours?
Okay, now Hakuji remembered, but he couldn't do anything because he soon felt his wife's weight on his hips and a pair of fingers invading his armpits.
Koyuki: Tell me, do the producers know about this place? Maybe they could change the whole story if they knew you were so ticklish here, don't you think...~?
Hakuji: WHAHAHAHAHAHAT?! H-HOHOHOHOLD ON...!!!
Koyuki: Oh honey, I think if I appeared in that movie, I could easily defeat you with this and the audience could love you even more!
Hakuji: T-THAHAHAHAT'S NOHOHOHOT TRUEHEHEHE!!!
Obviously, he wouldn't let anyone do that to him for anything in the world. He only allowed it with Koyuki, and occasionally with his father and father-in-law, but outside of their circle, no one would know.
Koyuki: What's wrong? Can't the future great villain do anything to get rid of me?
Hakuji: I-I JUHUHUHUST D-DOHOHOHOHON'T W-WANT TO HUHUHUHUUUUURT YOUHUHUHUHU!!!
Koyuki: Aww, see what I mean? I know my husband very well, and I know you're incapable of hurting anyone! Besides, you're such a cutie sweetheart
Hakuji: J-JUHUHUHUST WIHIHIHITH YOHOHOHOUUU!!
Koyuki: Aww, come on, you need to practice your villain role properly! A villain doesn't admit defeat so easily... I wonder how long you'll last.
Hakuji: WHAHAHAHAHAHAT?!
Koyuki: You heard me, I'm a supportive wife and I'll help you be the best villain! So, don't worry, we'll repeat this as many times as necessary until you prove you can think like a good, intelligent villain!
