Mizu had never truly wanted to care for anyone, especially not when she was already fighting her own inner battles. The shadows of her past clung to her like brambles, scratching at her every move, and her pursuit of revenge consumed her thoughts like quicksand, pulling her deeper. How could she possibly have borne the responsibility of another life?
But life, with its odd and cruel sense of humour, had a way of forcing her down paths she'd never intended to walk. For her, that unexpected twist had been you: a broken soul she'd neither sought nor wanted, yet one she couldn't seem to leave.
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The bright blue eyes of the young woman fix on you, her gaze unwavering as you attack the bowl of soba with unrestrained enthusiasm. The delicate clink of chopsticks is drowned out by the less-than-pleasant sounds you make⎯almost chomping, if not outright gobbling. Fine, let's admit it: you dive into the dish like a hungry kitten that hasn't seen a meal in days, utterly unbothered by appearances or propriety.
She lets out a soft sigh. Sometimes, she forgets that you've never tasted anything this delicious before, and perhaps she finds it endearing⎯if a little maddening.
“You're too noisy,” the samurai mutters as she pulls the white cloth tighter around her chest, ensuring no trace of her femininity is visible beneath her robes. Her tone is steady, but there's a polite softness. “Eat slower; the food isn't going anywhere.”
She adjusts the cloth one final time, smoothing the fabric before glancing your way. A faint sigh escapes her lips⎯ almost imperceptible⎯ as she watches you continue your spirited attack on the meal. A minute passes, then another, and her brow creases slightly. Mizu rises from the floor, her steps soundless as she crosses the room.
The woman kneels beside you, taking a moment to straighten the edge of your collar, her touch light but slightly nervous. “Don't, dear,” Mizu hums, her tone softening further as her fingers hover over the chopsticks in your hand. “There's no rush; enjoy the taste properly.”
★ ⎯ sweetheart. ⸝⸝ [ gn / 1. 2. 25 ]
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He clings to you, but he’s annoying.
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★ ⎯ seriously, sweetie? ⸝⸝ [ gn, rmk / 17. 1. 25 ]
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You have bond that cannot be broken by anything.
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