𝐈𝐍 where the sunflower child, himawari, was killed at the hands of her own father, sano mikey manjiro, the cold-blooded king of bonten!
It's just a poorly written angst fanfic...
until one woman wakes up to suddenly find she's become that unfort...
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"by law, your father, sano 'mikey' manjiro."
and just like that, the picture almost began to focus and she could clearly make out his striking features. his face was not smiling nor was it frowning, but it was between neutral. tousled, pale blond hair framed his face, but what caught her attention the most was the dark pool of abyss in his bored eyes that bore her in to stare absentmindedly at his captivating face.
he was a handsome being there was no lie, blessed from the heavens with his prominently charming characteristics. her frown began to die down as she quietly looked fixedly, eyes wide with mesmerisation.
"hmm?" comical question marks popped up all over her.
'what did you just say?' she whipped her face towards kakucho's, staring at him inquiringly, long lashes fluttering with curiosity.
"sano 'mikey' manjiro." kakucho repeated as he grinned, amusement written all over his face at her bemused expression. fever burnt his cheeks coral at her endearing nature and without any self restraint, his hand found its way on her head and ruffled her soft, short tresses.
himawari's heart dropped to her ass. 'no way... he really does have the same name as the criminal from that book. ugh.'
"and your name princess, is sano himawari." kakucho informed with a closed eye smile as a fluffy aura bloomed around him at mentioning his only alive, favourite person's name.
"oahh?" himawari gurgled, clearly still in denial as she sweat dropped at her unfavourable situation.
'and i really have the same name as the child from the book...?'
"princess, you are my king's precious daughter." kakucho spoke gently with a relaxed posture as a tranquil ambiance blanketed them.
'whoa...it's uncanny how identical things are. and how annoying...
