ᴅᴇᴍᴏɴ sʟᴀʏᴇʀ: ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ғʟᴏᴡᴇʀs ʙʟᴏᴏᴍᴇᴅ "ᴋʏᴏᴊᴜʀᴏ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀᴋᴀʀɪ"

Chapter Seventeen

Chapter Seventeen

"Kajuro and Mirai"

Kajuro and Mirai has a rather different love story from Kyori and Hiro. You see, Mirai was supposed to get married at the age of 16, when her parents sold her to a rich neighborhood. But Mirai was a strong-willed person and wanted to explore the world. She didn't want to be stopped by a marriage and she didn't even have an ounce of love for the guy, and so, at the day of their supposed marriage, she ran away and never came back from her home, from her hometown.

It was hard lifting herself up after what she did. But growing up in a household, full of bad people, she wanted to be free of those who oppressed her. It was truly hard, but in the end, she received help from the people that surrounded her, after she ran away. She was kind, beautiful and an angel to the eyes of the town she ended up in.

Kajuro met Mirai when he was roaming around a town. Kyori ended up as a doctor, while Kajuro ended up as a traveler and a photographer. He had the eyes for the simplicity of the world. He walked around town, flashes of camera with him, but then, he heard someone call for help. "Get off me, asshole", a woman had said in an alleyway, in town. "If you don't want to get hurt, I suggest you get off of her, right now and run away", Kajuro approached them and tried to scare away the man that was pining Mirai against the wall. Of course, the man was confident and tried to challenge Kajuro. But you shouldn't underestimate a simpleton, let alone the son of two former hashiras. The man tried to punch Kajuro, but in a blink of an eye, Kajuro appeared behind the man and he hand-slashed the man's neck, rendering him unconscious. "You're safe now. Bye", he said and went his way. "Wa-wait, just a minute!", Mirai shouted, running after Kajuro. "I... I never even got to say 'thank you' to you", she said, pleading for the guy in front of her to stop. "You just did. So, you're welcome", he said in a hurry and went on his way, not even giving a second to ask her if she was okay. She looked down and seemed saddened by Kajuro's way of communication. "Well, thank you anyways", she said in the softest voice, but filled with what seemed like despair. What was she feeling sorry for? What was she sad for?

Kajuro heard what she said and in the bottom of his heart, he felt as if, he needed to at least comfort her. She just experienced a traumatic event and yet, he was ignoring that. He gripped his hold on his camera and turned around slowly. "Hey, um... would you like to go somewhere?", he asked her – him, looking down as he was embarrassed of being such a snob. "Yeah. I would love that", she said, her eyes glimmered in happiness. Kajuro stared into those eyes and seemed to have been enchanted by them. Those eyes, they look so... majestic. Mirai followed him to a nearby restaurant and ordered some food for each of them. As they were eating, Mirai couldn't stop looking at Kajuro. "What are you staring at?", Kajuro asked, annoyed as usual. "Oh, I- well, I was just wondering, what's your name?", she stuttered like a child learning their first word. It was cute, though Kajuro didn't think so. "Kajuro, Rengoku Kajuro", he said and she smiled, those same eyes looking at him, glimmering like stars in the night. "Nice to meet you, Kajuro-san. I'm Mirai", she offered her hand, but Kajuro didn't shook it. He looked around the people of the restaurant and then decided to take a picture of them. Mirai, on the other hand, decided to continue eating her food. What am I doing? I feel so weirded out. Mirai looked outside of the restaurant, gazing at the people laughing. Seeing a couple hold hands and smile at each other. Seeing a child, run to her mother's arms. The world is filled with laughter, though, maybe it's only my perspective. She wanted to have what others could get so easily. And even though, she already has love from the people that helped her and became her second family, she wanted the love of someone special.