𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝘁𝘄𝗼 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝘄𝗮𝗹𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗼𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗱𝗶𝗿𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗾𝘂𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘀 𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗯𝗲, 𝗮𝗴𝗮𝗶𝗻 𝗮𝗳𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗽𝗽𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗯𝘆 𝗮 𝗻𝗲𝗮𝗿𝗯𝘆 𝗳𝗼𝗼𝗱 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗹𝗹, 𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗯𝗯𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮 𝗳𝗲𝘄 𝗽𝗶𝗲𝗰𝗲𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗲𝗺𝗽𝘂𝗿𝗮 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗰𝗸𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗶 𝗱𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗼.. The town they were in was quite dry and dusty compared to the wet weather of yesterday. [Name] felt the rocks and hoarse dust enter his slippers; he shook it off, of course. Some women giggled at his antics, but other than that, he only heard Rengoku ordering from the street vendor.
As Rengoku payed with silver coins, the demon stood still, trying to not let in the pesky dust and also placate his hunger from the smell of fresh little humans running around the place with their mothers or nannies in tow.
"Oē-san," [Name] widened his eyes a bit. Rengoku had knocked his hat backwards, giving him quite the scare (A heart attack). "You had leaves on your hat. Sorry for that!" His energetic voice said. [Name] didn't respond at first, preferring to reply with a cough then a small thanks.
"When... When will we get there? To where you'll be taking me, I mean." [Name] fiddles with the tassel that also hanged from his hat on the front. His nails growing a bit sharp due to the clamminess of his hands. "We'll be there soon. If we're lucky, we might arrive there at midnight!" Followed by 'Umai!'.
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They were in fact not at all lucky. They camped right outside the small town; that is, when an old couple invited them into their humble home. So maybe they were quite lucky?
"It's ok boys, we don't mind. Now, rest for a while. I'll cook dinner." The kind, greying old lady smiled as her husband whom was already grey pointed at the bath behind his wife, trying to not get in trouble. Quite rude, but understandable regardless; Rengoku thought, flushing a bit at the older man's gesture. "Oē-san! He turned around when they were ta the small hallway leading to where their room should be (The couple only had one spare room left) and where the bath is located. "Let's take a bath. We smell." [Name] grimaced at the younger's blunt words.
His feet hesitantly dipped itself in the hot bath connected to the spring outside the couple's home. His hands trying to keep steady, holding the Flame Hashira's white yukata covered arm. [Name] couldn't feel hurt, but his body told him otherwise.
"Apologies, Rengoku-san." His lashes fluttered towards his feet where he felt the gentle engulf of the water. His grip tightened.
Rengoku's muscles flexed themselves nervously. A sheen of sweat from the heat dripped down his muscle.
[Name] gulped down a nervous accumulation of saliva. "Thank you, Rengoku-san." Rengoku was uncharacteristically quiet, but the [Name] felt the light grasp of Kyojiro's calloused hands respond to him.
"This is quite nice." [Name] was careful not to accidentally drown himself, submerging his arm that Kyojiro reluctantly let go. Not that he would die from the hot spring anyway. "Agreed."; Rengoku's loud voice echoed around the room, the tiredness of his voice noticible.
Or maybe it was just [Name] that would have noticed it if the room were filled with different kinds of people.
He felt the deep vibration of the Hashira's usually smooth as nectar voice. [Name] felt bad, yet he could do nothing. It wasn't his place.
He took a breath. "It's been so long since I bathed in a hot spring. Tell me, what does the spring look like." [Name] gently said, looking down at the water as his fingers floated in the air, trying to find liquid childishly.
"Well, it's bright due to the lamps..." Kyojiro thought more deeply, something deep inside him wanted to give the demon beside him a visual representation even if it baffled him quite so. "It's well maintained, though the moonlight seems to seep from the gaps of the wood. And...-" Kyojiro struggled to find any more describing words. His eyes wandered to where the demon sat just in front of him, trying to find more things to say.
Pretty milky eyes caged behind long curled lashes staring at him, a small smile tugged on his pretty peach lips; one side of the smile touched his cheek for than the other. His shoulder's and collar bones without a blemish or scar that Kyojiro could see was illuminated by the light reflected by the clear steaming blue spring.
"... Beautiful." Kyojiro stayed silent for a minute before realizing what came out of his loud mouth. His face burned a bit at the realization and shame that he was thinking this way towards a demon. He continued hastily, "And it has brown flooring that shines! Really beautiful! It gives off a story book feel to it." He cleared his throat.
"Like a place where something magical would happen..."
I'd like to think MC's height as 5'7, but it won't be mentioned often.
I had difficulty writing this chapter, apologies. The next chapters will be published faster now that this hurdle of a chapter is finished.
This is somewhat true for a demon, especially with a demon whom is blind and is used to sounds despite his not so good hearing.
If you notice already, you can identify [Name]'s dietary preferences.
School is tough. I'm having a lot of issues with my friends too haha. That you all for reading, and I'm not going to update a lot next month, I'm going to have exams. Thank you for understanding.
PS: I'm backkk
Do you guys really like my writing? I don't really like it tbh. I want it to be more poetic.
I listen to Lana and Marina and the Diamonds a lot, so you can see the vibe of MC here and my BNHA MC resonate with those songs.
Speaking of BNHA MC, I recommend you guys to read it, I made it really sad (in my opinion)
I make sure the writings of MC's pov focuses on sensations and assumptions whilst more visual cues on the ones who can see. A slight difference, but I think it's neat.
Your comments makes me happy, like really, especially when you complement my writing, it makes me smile. So thank you:))