Renascence (M.K)

四十

(Earlier)

The evening wind seemed to endlessly blow. The furi of her worn exquisite kimono was swaying along with the gust of the air. 

The lustrous midnight tresses of her hair gently brush on Muzan's neck as she snakes her arms around his torso, rendering him some warmth that her body provides.

"Don't loosen your grip." Muzan lowered his gaze over at her. After seeing how y/n could cling to him tightly out of fear, he then escaped a soft laugh.

And when she heard his order, she tightened her grip and firmly shut her eyes. 

The amusement expression on his face lingers. Muzan was enjoying her reactions and it gave him the urge to showcase his skills even more. 

Muzan increases his leaps. He clamped her body firmly near his chest with one arm slid under her knees and the other supporting her back.

He commenced to bound through the ceiling, aiming to reach the highest pagoda.

"We are near." He affectionately reassured her.

And with the last powerful spring, he leapt on the summit of the resting hill roof where he can already distinctively witness the perfect viewpoint of the entire Yoshiwara.

"You can open your eyes now, Y/N." He whispered, and it filled her ears with a tone full of endearment.

She did what he said and slowly blinked her eyes open, only to be met by a pair of enthralling ruby irises that unknowingly added much life to her.

Muzan was looking back at her and she could feel the waves of romance radiating off of him as if she was an inordinate beauty.

She opened her mouth but nothing came out off from her lips, only the visible expression of bafflement was exhibited on her face.

Muzan slowly placed her down. The tip of her toe slightly touches in contact with the encaustic roof tiles until she had landed with her both feet.

The sharp wind continue to impinge her entire body, but all the frigidness she felt surmounting her figure faded away after she caught sight of the magnificent view.

The expression on her face was a mixture of dazed and sheer wonder that she did not even realize her lips were parted.

The luminous full moon showers glow to the whole Yoshiwara district. The radiant lanterns and lights emitting from the inside of each house and establishment were giving life to the dark ether.

Y/n can espy the little figures of the residents and travellers up above from standing on the peak of the pagoda's roof. Workers doing labour and shopkeepers selling their merchandise. Amass of samurai visitors and noble tourists coming from the distant lands enters the town, whilst geisha entertainers and artisans welcome them warmly inside the district.

Y/n cannot help but be taken away from the scenery that she almost disregard that a man was standing beside her who holds her hand and making sure she won't recklessly fall.

"Y/N.." Muzan softly called with a sudden tone that was filled with solemnity.

This forthwith caught her attention. She turned at him with the prevailing chaos on her thoughts and Muzan had seen the hesitation the way her facial expression have conveyed it.

It immediately disappeared the previous spirited and the bright mood he priority felt.

"I cannot grasp how you had able to bring me up here by only using your strength to carry me and leap through roofs than to another, but I only understand one thing, you want me to know that,"