❝ So Isshin finally found someone t’spend his life with , eh ? ❞ there kaien was , taking a sip from his juice box that he was shown how to use by Ururu , ❝ ...hey ya wanna know how old he really is ? ❞ a devious grin . Might as well since Isshin wasn't here . Who said nephews were angels ?
“Oh~! You’re that weird guy with Darling’s nose! From the bra incident!”
She didn’t miss a beat with her greeting—no brain farts, no long ‘uhm’s, not a single moment of stuttering. The words rolled off her tongue with quite an ease, despite the awakening memory being a matter that would’ve painted a streak of red across one’s face, had it been any other girl the reaper was conversing with.
“What are you doing here???”
Drinking that sweet, sweet artificial fruit nectar, obviously—yet her odd inquiry was only the beginning of the spurt of her puzzlement.
Sure, she remembered mentioning the encounter to her lover—keeping out the details on the unintentional reveal of her...thought-provoking undergarment, however; she would’ve rather not troubled his mind with unnecessary jealousy, given that the predicament had been ultimately resolved in what’d appeared to be a civil manner, anyway—and having him baring his guesses as to who exactly this person might’ve happened to be; a third-degree family member in his confusing noble lineage or such, she believed—so the brunette did consider the possibility of these two having had a meet-up she’d never heard about, in which the doctor had probably spilled the bean on their relationship.
Sure, there had been discussions regarding their future whenever they spent the night together—but what does he even mean by that particular ‘Isshin finally found someone to spend his life with’ part??? Did Isshin somehow tell him something he has yet to tell her??? How come this stranger of a man seems to know more about their affair than Masaki herself??? Is he actually assigned a special mission from the Shinigami Corp. to dig into her beau’s life in exile or what, now???
“How old...my Darling...really is..?”
Truthfully, such a concept had never actually crossed her mind before. In the quincy’s eyes, he was simply a mature-looking guy who had this natural talent of finding his way straight to her heart. Not that the question didn’t pique her interest, just... It was beyond her comprehension to have such a personal information offered by a person she had only spoken to twice.
“I don’t know... He looks about Ryuu-chan’s age to me...”
Also tagging @hisdaddy for the mention!
