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"... Ugh... Wha...?"
"Shh... Don't worry... You're safe now."
I feel horrible... My head is pounding... I feel weaker than usual...
"I know you don't feel good... I know... I know, my love... But it's for the best... I don't want you to slip away from me again..."
I felt something press against my mouth. Soft lips. They lingered for a long while before pulling away.
"Wha...? What... happened...?"
My eyelids felt heavy as I opened my eyes. My vision was blurry, but I could make out a familiar face. Ubuyashiki... His different-colored eyes gazed at me with a dangerous mix of adoration and... obsession.
"They took you away from me... They let you go, and they took you away... I won't let you go again... Never again... I can't. I'd rather step into the sun and crumble away than let you get away from me again..."
He leaned down to kiss me again. I wanted to pull away, but I was too weak. His lips were soft, yes, but the kiss itself was rough and filled with desperation.
"[NAME]... My love... I'm sorry... I'm so sorry..." His breathing got heavier, and his hand traced my cheek before he stood abruptly. "I can't... Not yet... I have to be patient..."
With those words, he turned around and walked away, his usual light footsteps heavy.
...
What was he talking about? What did he do to me? I'm so confused... I feel so sick.
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Akaza couldn't believe it.
He hated himself for letting it happen.
He cut off his head. His blade went through his neck. But he didn't die.
Why?
Why?!
"Akaza-"
"Shut up!"
Douma didn't flinch away. He wasn't smiling, either. He knew how to read a room. When to be playful and when to be serious.
"... I let her go... How could I let her go...?!"
"There was nothing you could've done about it. All that matters is that you're alive. It's a miracle that you managed to avoid most of the fire."
That demon... His blood demon art allowed him to create fire. And, fuck, was it hot. He had burnt himself with campfires when he was younger, and the fire that that demon made... It was nothing like that. If he hadn't jumped away just in time, he would've been burnt to a crisp. He was left with a few burns on his arm and face. That was the least of his worries, though.
He knew it. He lost her, just like how he lost Koyuki. [NAME] probably wasn't dead, but still. He should've forced down his feelings. But he didn't. And now, he was heartbroken again.
...
"I'm going to get her back," he said suddenly.
"Huh?" Douma hummed.
"I'm going to find her, kill that flame bitch, and bring her back to my side."
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꒰ఎ TAISHO-ERA SECRETS ໒꒱
𖹭 There's a reason why Kyojuro didn't die when he was beheaded
𖹭 Ubuyashiki was struggling greatly with his inner desires
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