Capítulo 99: Mission : Find the Kamado
[Seiji's POV]
Now this is weird.
I woke up to the sight of Mitsuri looking at me with her piercing emerald eyes. The sun was shining brightly outside, its golden warmth cascading inside the room and lit half of Mitsuri's face, framing it like a masterpiece of artwork.
From that small tell, I realized that I'd probably slept longer than I should have. Being deaf, it was easy to get into a deep sleep and nothing other than touch rarely woke us up. So sleeping in was a common occurrence.
I made no move, I did not even allow my eyelids to tremble. I saw through my thin eyelid and stared back at Mitsuri's eyes.
I spied on the spy who had been spying on me for who knows how long.
The look she had in her eyes made my heart flutter. She seemed to see me in a light that no one ever saw me. The love and longing in her eyes made me feel enough.
If someone could look at me with such loving eyes, if someone could desire me so deeply, maybe I was not all that worthless. Maybe I had some value in me. Through her eyes, I saw myself in perfection.
Did she feel the same way whenever I looked at her?
Those kinds of thoughts swirled in my mind, making the world seem like sunshine and a rainbow.
God, love was so weird.
And nice.
I finally opened my eyes, and I met her emerald orbs without faltering, like a brave soldier.
"What are you looking at?" I asked.
She was lying on top of me, her boobs squished against my abdomen while she kicked her feet like the adorable girl that she was.
She blushed a healthy red when confronted but she did not shy away like she used to, no she was bolder.
"I'm looking at you," she said, the tone she used was giddy like when she would say, 'I'm eating sweets,'
Like she was doing something she truly liked doing.
"Looking at my ugly morning face, you mean," I said playfully to which she said.
"Not ugly at all. The spiky bed hair, crooked eyebrows and bent eyelashes, coupled with your lose expression made you look adorable,"
I was taken aback by the detail, "How long have you been watching me?"
"Two short hours," was her reply. Maybe it was a joke from the time I was stalking her or maybe it was the turth, but I laughed all the same.
"You mean two whole hours," I said, "You're crazy,"
"Not when you are so cute," she really said that. She learned that from me.
"Now who do you think you are to call anyone else cute," I said and I wrapped my arms around the ball of cuteness. She giggled and allowed me to pull her closer.
"And don't I look cute while I am awake?" I asked.
She shook her head, much to my heartbreak. " You look more like..handsome while you are awake. And to be honest, your face looks too mean to be cute when you are awake, "
"My face doesn't look mean," I defended myself.
She laughed, " Yes it does, you are like..*stareee~*"
She used her fingers to make her eyes sharper and stare at me while making a mean face.
Her face took me the fuck out, I couldn't stop laughing.
'It's a little different.' I thought to myself while enjoying her laughter as she joined me. She used to be more shy and reserved before, but now she was a little different.
It probably had to do with what happened yesterday at the cafe. I poured my heart out at that time, showing vulnerability after putting away my mask of perfect competence.
People find it hard to love someone so perfect. Love was of a healing nature, it was a fixing force. But perfect couldn't be fixed.
So love burns the brightest when you have flaws. Because then, it has things to fix. A chance to love despite.
That's why humans love humans. We are imperfect. And we love ourselves to perfection.
All those times I acted like the perfect husband, the perfect partner, the perfect teacher in front of Mitsuri. So her love only grew more when she saw the not-so-perfect side of me.
The side of me that felt incompetent, the side of me that was driven to insanity each day due to all the pressure I had to bear.
And the part of me that loved her more than myself, surpassing all my selfishness.
Now she was a little less intimidated. My confession also proved to her that I loved her just as much as she did me.
I think that was what brought this pleasant shift in the dynamic of our relationship.
We laughed together, our bodies trembled in our laughter and that caused them to rub against each other.
That was when I noticed that I had a morning wood. I didn't even feel it earlier because I was too caught up with her pretty face and because my hardened length was snuggly sinking on her soft abdomen.
Her flesh was so soft that the uncomfortable feeling of having a hard-on was lacking, making me unaware.
"Ah! Mitsuri," I gasped in surprise and stopped moving. I held her shoulder to stop her.
She tilted her head in confusion too, before she also realized the source of my reaction. But instead of looking shocked, a coy smile spread her lips and her cheeks turned a little redder.
"What?~," she asked but from the way she pressed herself on me even harder, I knew she knew exactly what I was talking about.
"It's okay, it happens," she said simply with a giggle.
"Happens?" I asked in absolute horror mixed with confusion.
"Well.." she started with a smile, too excited to reveal something, "I was the one who took care of you during the two weeks that you passed out. And it's not the first time that we shared a bed together,"
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A peal of laughter left her lips while I literally boiled with embarrassment. She reached out her hand and grabbed my ears, I shivered at her touch because her hands were cold.
No, it was my ear that was red and hot instead.
"Please excuse me," I said and pushed her off before I quickly left the room.
Holy shit, she was evolving.
And I'm not sure if I like it, don't like it, or if should get harder.
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Mitsuri and I spent the morning like that together. Her parents served us breakfast as well much to our delight but when the afternoon rolled around, I had to leave once more.
Sadly time was not on my side. If I didn't find the Kamado house quickly, they would be fated to be slaughtered by Muzan.
It was supposed to happen this year.
Mitsuri on the other hand would stay and spend time with her parents for today. I took up all of her time yesterday with a date so she was going to be with her parents.
She would return to the Rengoku compound tomorrow. It was close to Tokyo so I was not too worried for her.
I walked through the busy streets of Tokyo with a destination in mind. It was not effective trying to find the Kamado house while travelling, I've done that for two years and remained unsuccessful.
So what I was going to do next was find a modern solution.
Finally, I would use my (Parent's) connection and money to do God's work.
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(A few hours later)
(In the sky of Japan)
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"WOOOOOOOOOA!!!!" I released a loud scream while I enjoyed the feeling of air rushing past my skin.
I didn't know why I never thought of this earlier. Probably because I never needed to find the Kamado family as badly as I need to find them now.
If you did not guess already, I was on a plane. It was a biplane used for training pilots to be exact.
I went to the Aviation Battalion on the outskirts of Tokyo, the person working there was a friend of my father who came to the the funeral of my parents and introduced himself to me.
At that time, he told me to come to him whenever I needed help.
So, 9 years later, I went there and requested to be on the plane during one of their many training flights over Japan.
The Airforce in Japan was at its early stage at this time - 1921 - and the main purpose of this battalion was basically to train pilots and to test the aircraft for further military use.
It was not that difficult to be on board one of those training flights when you had a shit ton of money to donate.
Well-connected families and rich people often do so for entertainment. Flying was a very huge flex during this time after all.
I shook myself out of the euphoric feeling of flying when we were outside the Tokyo region. Instead, I focused on the blurring scenery below.
My eyes glowed purple as I looked at the landscape while flying in the sky. I was able to see everything with vivid detail even on the moving plane.
During my years of travelling through Japan, I was able to familiarize myself with many places due to my photogenic memory. So I directed the pilot to fly over difficult terrains or places I had not visited due to the lack of proper roadways.
The areas which I had not explored were not vast so in no time, my eyes found a house in the middle of the forest. It was around ten kilometres away from the nearest town and hidden between two valleys.
Time seemed to slow down as my eyes pierced through the distance to look inside the house. There, I saw them.
It was easier than I thought.
"Found them,"
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[IMAGE of Seiji]
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