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Hayami was awaiting Kyojuro's return, his name lingering on her mind for hours on end. She was used to seeing him go on missions but ever since yesterday's fine events, the peace hashira looked forward to seeing the golden-haired male once again.
She had gotten a message from her Kasugai crow that Gyomei wanted to know if she was able to attend his training with Genya in the mountains he once trained in. Unfortunately, Hayami was busily occupied with the love hashira who had come over to visit.
The two entered the kitchen in the butterfly estate to make some tricolor dango. As they started boiling the dango balls, Mitsuri had asked a question that Hayami was more than happy to answer.
"Hayami-san, have you ever had feelings for anyone?" The love hashira questioned as she watched the colorful balls of mochi float up to the surface. Hayami smiled softly at the ecstatic look in Mitsuri's eyes. The ginger-brown-haired girl started fishing the balls out before sticking the tri-colored mochi into a stick before setting them on a plate. Calm days like this were exactly what Hayami liked.
"I do. . . I find it quite amusing that I only started recognizing my feelings for Kyojuro now" Hayami replied to Mitsuri's question with a small smile on her face. The sound of his name coming out of her lips made her cheeks heat up.
The girl didn't even need to think of an answer, she doubted her feelings when Kanae asked her years ago. But yesterday, Hayami could only use one word to explain the experience: euphoric. Shinobu was right, it was very ironic that it took another Kocho to get her head straight. For the past six years, she had thought her feelings were mere admiration. But it was even harder to believe that he ━ returned her feelings.
Mitsuri squealed with her mouth full of dango mochi as the both of them walked out into the courtyard and sat on a bench side-by-side. The idea of her friend and her former mentor being together made her gleam with delight. Hayami let out a small laugh at the look on Mitsuri's face. She really fit into the position of the love hashira. It was hard to believe that this bright ball of happiness had to dye her hair black just in order to find a husband. Her pink and green-tinted hair was beautiful. She was beautiful. And Hayami really did hope that she'd understand that.
"What about you Mitsuri-chan? You joined the demon slayer corps to find a husband, and did you?" Hayami questioned back as she recalled the first conversation she had with the younger girl.
"Well. I admire everyone in the corps. But as of right now, I think I am closest to Iguro-san!" She answered cheerfully.
Iguro Obanai. The serpent hashira. He seemed to be quite close with Sanemi from what Hayami noted during the hashira meeting. But what differed him from the wind hashira was that Iguro's tongue was sharp and his personality was merciless. However, Hayami had seen him share meals with Mitsuri. Even the socks Mitsuri wore ever since she became a hashira, were given to her by him. Hayami may not be close with the male as much as Mitsuri was, but from what she can see, in some ways, the dual-colored hair girl was able to complete him.
