MY KAEDEHARA ୨୧ kaedehara k.

xvi.

"THE THINGS WE DO FOR LOVE"

"how did you end up with the kamisatos?"
ayaka asked in a curiously worried tone. the question caught [y/n]'s interest too. the platinum haired faced the lady of the kamisato clan.

kazuha sat on a tree branch, taking in the lively crowd and scenery before him. some staffs had been busy decorating and improving the place for the preparation of ayaka's birthday.

he scanned his surroundings, in hopes of spotting a certain cryo wielder. as if the archons had heard him, his simple wish was granted. his crimson eyes landed on [y/n] who was cheerfully communicating with yoimiya.

[y/n] smiling was an absolute eye candy to the samurai. the side of his lips couldn't help but curve upwards.

a few hours after the sun has already set, one of the most beloved noble had arrived. lady ayaka still looked as lovely as ever, kazuha started to wonder why he never once had felt romantic feelings towards her during those times they've spent together. but that didn't matter anymore.

in the middle of the celebration, with everyone joyfully dining and enjoying their time with their friends. the sight of a tall familiar noble man approaching [y/n] didn't slip from kazuha's observant eyes.

the samurai grew a little irritated for he couldn't hear their conversation through the music and the chattering guests. this left him questioning a lot.

but his focus soon snapped away from them when he heard a quick howl a few distance behind the tree he sat on, his eyebrows rose in confusion. until he saw a group of people who have injured a guard who was supposed to be keeping an eye on this area during the birthday celebration.

kazuha tried to recall who they were, but he was certain that he have never encountered such group from his stay in inazuma. the anemo user glided his way behind a rock, to take a closer look at them. then he ended up eavesdropping.

"are you sure this is the location?!" a man groaned. "look at the guard's uniform, idiot, the kamisato symbol is imprinted, we must be near."

from the way they were conversing, kazuha could already tell that these people were no good. as if his strong senses had betrayed him for a moment, he felt a hand harshly grasp his arm and expose him from his hiding spot.

"look what i found!" a woman who wore such thick layers of make-up quickly dragged kazuha to the group. she let go of him, the impact almost making him stumble and fall to the sand underneath.

they all stopped yattering and placed their attention on the samurai who was already in a fighting stance, with a hand ready to pull out and reveal his sword. "my, my, what a handsome young man." kazuha cringed at the statement.

these people looked intimidating and most likely skillful fighters, kazuha felt as if he was just a small stone on the ground that anyone could play and kick on. but that didn't stop his willingness to fight back.

"halt; your excellency, he looks familiar." a man who looked like he's only in his 30s pointed out as a few other members simply nodded their head in agreement.

ayame took a step forward to the platinum haired, her arms crossed and lips slowly forming into a sinister smirk. "who would've thought that i'd also end up crossing paths with a member of the kaedehara clan!"