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" Muichiro . "
Muichiro recognized the voice and stopped focusing on the clouds above him to see your gaze . How much he loved that gaze of yours . Love seems like an understatement to him , even . Oh how much he wanted to look at that smile of yours .
That frown .
Those eyes .
How he wanted to hear your laugh .
Your voice .
Your whine .
Your whimpers .
Your cries .
Your screams .
" - ichiro . . . Muichiro ! ! ! "
Muichiro snapped himself out of his thoughts and looked at you , who was calling his name . He mentally scolded himself for dozing off with you in front of him .
" Hey , are you alright ? Your face is sorta red and your breathing is rather heavy . . . " You proceeded to place the back of your hand on his forehead , to which Muichiro's eyes widen slightly and his face turning redder than before .
She's touching my forehead . . . She's touching my forehead . She's touching my forehead ! Is this a blessing from the gods ! ? I can't wash my forehead now ! It's imprinted with her scent and he touch !
" Muichiro ! ! "
Muichiro broke out of his daze once more as he looks to where your voice came from . It was in fact you who called out to him , anger and iratation written all over your face .
" You're dazing off again ! Are you sick ? " You asked .
" N - No , I'm not . Just . . . thinking . " Muichiro replied .
Odd . . . He doesn't stutter due to how blunt he is . . . Something's wrong .
" Anyways . . . The reason why I came to you was because a demon slayer is being put on trial . " You explained . " Come on , let's go . We don't want to keep Oyakata - sama waiting . " You grabbed his hand and dragged him behind you , Muichiro walking normally after he got over the sudden drag .
She's touching my hand . . . She's . . . holding my hand ! This must be a sign that she loves me ! I can't ever wash my hand !
