[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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[Seiji's POV]
"Hey, man!! Can you tell me your post address?" I screamed at the pilot sitting in front of me.
He turned his head as much as he could to the side and answered. It should be impossible to hear him but by a simple glance at his throat movement, I was able to read what he said.
I memorized it.
I got up from my seat and grabbed his neck so that I could talk to his ear. I didn't want the rushing air to silence my voice.
"I'm sorry to do this to you man, but don't tell anyone. Not like anyone would believe you anyways..." I started and laughed, much to his confusion.
"I will send you a letter as proof that I'm alive. Just tell Mr Hashinaka that you dropped me off in another place or something," I said before I let him go.
The air whipped around me, the plane was not fast by any means but the sky was windy as hell. I removed all of the safety belts strapped on my waist before I did what a madman would.
I jumped off the plane.
Yeah, I know I could've returned without any issue and went to the Kamado house on foot again, but I didn't want that. There was really no other logical explanation.
I always wanted to go skydiving, and I had the chance.
It couldn't get simpler.
"Holy smokes," I said as I felt my body flipping in the air, my momentum started off wrong due to jumping off the plane.
But with my experience as a fighter and mastery over my body, I spread my limbs and steadied myself to a peaceful fall.
My dead ears could hear the air whipping by as I descended faster and faster towards the ground. But at one point, I reached the limit and stayed at a consistent speed.
With the help of my four limbs and a quick calculation of my current trajectory with my eyes, I fell towards my destination.
My eyes felt very dry from the rushing air so that was uncomfortable, but other than that the skydiving experience was incredible.
I hope the pilot is not too traumatized.
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(3rd POV)
"Huh?!" a young girl the age of 12 straightened up and craned her neck to look at the strange thing she saw falling from the sky.
She was in the middle of harvesting vegetables from their garden when she heard the sound of a plane flying over them. She looked up but instead of seeing the plane, she saw something strange.
What she saw took her whole attention as she dropped her basket.
Maybe it was the summer heat messing with her head or maybe her eyes were playing tricks on her.
But she just saw a man drop from the sky.
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*BOOOM*
A small explosion came from the direction of the forest shortly after. it was proof that what she saw might not just be an illusion. Maybe it was not a man, but there was something falling from the sky.
She left her basket behind and ran towards the explosion in the forest. Juvenile curiosity filled her mind, was it an asteroid? A bird? A monster?
Or was it the Omnitrix?
Anyway, she ran through the forest as quickly as her feet could take her. Then she finally came upon the crash site. She stopped on her track and looked on with wide eyes.
It was a man.
She was stumped to find out that what she saw was true. There really was a man falling from the sky.
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Wavy purple hair framed a handsome face. His healthy skin made him look quite young but his expression and eyes betrayed that observation, they looked like they had experienced quite a lot.
The scars on his forehead and cheeks were prominent flaws on his otherwise handsome face. They gave off a scary vibe as if those scars were nothing like others.
He was dressed in a dark uniform - standard demon slayer uniform - and a white and purple haori.
But the most unique feature he had was his purple eyes which seemed to have a different source of light other than the sun. They were currently looking above, seeing something more than what the little girl thought she would ever see.
'He doesn't notice me,' the girl observed curiously. The man was looking up and did not seem to notice her coming here.
She simply observed the man curiously until he moved his head and his eyes landed on her. They seem to widen slightly in shock upon seeing her.
Now that she was finally noticed, the girl gave a bright smile and introduced herself, like how her mother had taught her to do.
"Hi mister, my name is Nezuko Kamado-"
That was all she was able to say before the man suddenly appeared in front of her. He scooped her up from the ground and put her on his shoulder like a sack of potatoes.
Nezuko was shocked and alarmed. Was she going to get kidnapped?
"Run!! Bees!!" the man said and bolted off. He ran fast, but not too fast as to hurt the small girl on his shoulder.
That was when the girl noticed many bees flying at them, one could tell they were pissed off from the sound they were making.
The man had destroyed a bee hive on one of the trees he fell on.
With Nezuko on his shoulder, the man continued running until the bees eventually gave up on chasing them. They ran out of the forest and only stopped when they reached a clearing - the Kamado compound.
"Haaa....that was scary. You only realized how freaky insects look when you see them up close," the man uttered with a sigh.
Then his attention turned to Nezuko again and he gently put her down on the ground.
"Oh, hello there, Nezuko-chan," the man said, looking at the girl with a look of familiarity as if he knew her.
"Wow, you look even cuter in person....You have a cute forehead," he said, more to himself than her. He started stroking her hair before he reached down and pinched her cheeks.
Nezuko, being a big girl of 12 now, did not appreciate being treated like a little kid. So she removed his hand from her face and looked at him with a new glint in her eyes.
One that was more cautious.
"You have a sword mister, who are you?" she asked.
She noticed the hidden sword under his haori while they were running away from the bees.
The man laughed, seeing her put her guard up. But he respected her wish and introduced himself in kind.
"My name is Seiji, Seiji Shigan," he said and paused.
"And I am....your cousin from Tokyo,"
"Eh?" Nezuko was left stunned. Her family didn't have relatives as far as she knew.
"Cousin?"
"That's right," Seiji said, lying to the young girl as naturally as he breathed.
"Is that your house?" he said, looking behind her and at the house in the distance.
"Yes,"
"Then let's go," he said and walked past her and towards the house.
Nezuko was left dumbfounded. She had endless questions like how did he fell from the sky. How did he find them? Was he really her cousin?
But the man who had the answer was already getting away.
"Wait a minute!!" she exclaimed before turning around and running after him.
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[Seiji's POV]
"Who are you?" Kie Kamado, the mother of the protagonist duo Tanjiro and Nezuku stood in front of me with caution and alarm all over her eyes.
I guess that was the normal reaction when you see a mean-looking man with scars, carrying a sword taller than you.
Nezuko was just a kid, not knowing the dangers and suspicion of the situation.
"Nezuko. Come here," Kie did not scream, trying to hide her emotion from leaking from her voice. But that was a futile effort because I could see everything and couldn't hear at the same time.
Unlike her daughter, the mother knew to be cautious of a stranger.
Not realizing what was going on but heeding her mother's words anyway, Nezuko ran up to her mother and stood beside her. Kie grabbed her daughter's shoulder to calm down.
She still had a polite smile even though she was wary.
"Please sir, can you tell me who you are or why you are here?" she asked again, still polite and modest.
I did not have anything on me other than the sword which was why she was very alarmed. I couldn't be a traveller, nor a trader going around to sell his product. The high-quality haori and uniform I had also indicated that I was no farmer or ordinary man.
I guess she would suspect that I was in the military or something. And at this age, no one liked the army.
"No need to be so unease, Miss Kie," I said.
"You know my name?" she asked me.
Yes, I had an incredible memory since I was young. I knew the names of all the family members of the Kamado family.
"Of course, I know you," I said and smiled, "I also know about Tanjiro, Takeo, Hanako, Rokuta, and Nezuko. Your husband mentioned you all in his letters,"
"My husband?" Kie questioned, confused.
"Yes, your husband Tanjuro," I said, "Let me introduce myself, my name is Seiji Shigan, you can consider me a distant relative. You see your husband and my mother are siblings,"
Yeah, that was the bullshit I was going with. I didn't know if it would fly but it was better than not trying.
In Japan, blood relations were greatly valued. Even if it was the first time we met, if they knew I was somehow related to them then that meant I would be immediately treated with hospitality.
I needed to get close to them to get what I wanted. So this was the fastest way I could think of. It would take too long for them to trust a complete stranger.
"I see," she said and I saw that she did not buy my words.
"I heard about Tanjuro's passing, and I wanted to visit his family and see how you were doing," I said.
We were standing in front of the house and after doing a quick scan with my eyes, I concluded that Tanjuro was already dead at this point.
"My husband died two years ago," she said with narrowed eyes.
"And I'm sorry I couldn't visit sooner," I said without missing a beat. My brain was good enough to process the world in slow motion, I could come up with lies like premium chatgbt.
She was a widow with lots of children living alone in the woods. I could understand her nervousness.
"Here, take it," I said and put my sword forward. Kie stared at it for a long time before she took my sword. It was heavier than she expected but she still managed to hold it.
I said this before but the sword was a big part of a samurai. They would rarely let others touch their sword much less give their weapon up.
So she took that as a sign that I meant no harm.
"My mother is worried about the family her bother left behind. I just came here to see if everything is going well," I said.
Kie continued staring at me for some time before she smiled again, this time more genuine.
"Well come in," she invited me.
I released a sigh of relief.
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