𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 | 𝙪. 𝙢𝙖𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙖

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-•𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄•-

ʙᴇꜱᴛ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ɪɴ ᴅᴀʀᴋ ᴍᴏᴅᴇ

The three boys snapped their eyes back and forth between the two with horror, fiancé? This arrogant prick??

Akumi beckoned the three to follow her with a flick of her two fingers as she spoke to Daiki.

"Akumi, how have you been?" The man asked, nearly shoulder to shoulder with her as he escorted them to their stay for the night.

"Working on it as of the moment, Daiki," Akumi said genuinely with a tired sigh. "When did you become clan head?"

"Three days ago." He said simply.

"I see. After Daijiro's murder, it was til' you'd be of maturity that you'd become clan head. It was to be expected; although I'm surprised you weren't killed by now." Akumi responded, offering no sympathy for the man.

Daijiro Akuma was similar to her father morality-wise. Akumi did not enjoy his presence when she first visited the Land of Shadows when she reached the age of ten.

Daiki hummed, changing topics, "Three apprentices, huh? I didn't see you as the nurturing type."

The three boys listening behind them stayed silent as they looked at Akumi's changed demeanor.

"You do not know me well, Daiki. We've met thrice in the past three years, and that was simply because I was here to exchange supplies with someone like Akutomi or Jiro Mazoku by my side, remember?"

"I do not remember those names," the handsome yet arrogant man brushed them off. "I only remember you, Prized Prodigy of the Mazoku. Your clan is much different compared to you."

Kai and Futari seethed as they glared at the back of the man's head for disrespecting their fathers' names.

Akumi scoffed in disgust, "You clearly ignore the problem you've had within your own clan, Daiki," She leaned in closer with frigid eyes. "The Dark Forest that trains them in their dreams, and strengthen them in the present. You must have no clue how such widespread treason spread throughout your clan... He could be planning a coup within your clan right now, and neither of us would know or be able to do anything about it. Let us hope you won't have the same fate your father had." She glowered at him, venom spewing out of her mouth.

The boys tensed as they listened to the darkening conversation, coup?

Daiki's eyes sharpened, snapping his eyes to the woman's. "He? Who is this he you speak of?" He growled, not taking his eyes of hers.

"I do not know; But this sort of evil couldn't possibly be done by a woman." She said with a tilt of her head mockingly, echoing the misogynistic words of Daijiro Akuma once seeing her skill years ago.