A/n: In anime, Medicine Seller don't have a name so let's go with Medicine Seller but when they speak, they will use 'Kusuriuri-san' since it's same meaning of Medicine Seller.
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"Kusuriuri-san!" When [Name] called out, he could see his husband and the other persons being bound. "Ah shit," [Name] muttered to himself as he began to sweat profusely at the scene in front of him.
"Who are you? Do you know this man?" The (H/c) haired man naturally nodded without any hesitation when one of the blue-robed samurais questioned. "Yes! I'm his assistant, and my name is [Name]."
Not sure if it's a good idea to introduce himself as Medicine Seller's husband, [Name] introduces himself as his own husband's assistant.
"You work with him, huh? Then, you come with us!"
"....eh?"
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And now, as the owners of the home open each drawer of a wooden box to check for any signs of suspicion, [Name] is seated next to his tied-up husband. They reportedly discovered some magazines, but we'll get to that later.
[Name] couldn't help but flush hysterically as he spotted the magazines, his cheeks flaming at the sight of the contents. He was unaware that Medicine Seller was looking at him and finding the scene next to him amusing.
"Are there any other explanations for your unexpected attack on our lady? Did you know that she was getting married today?"
The samurai in orange robes reprimanded the two vendors and began harping on the rude nature of today's youth. Silently rolling his eyes, [Name] cast a quick glimpse at the lady of the house's dead body.
Previously it disappears, [Name] notices the familiar white robe from before standing next to the dead body, which causes (E/c) eyes to widen. Which leaves the aforementioned male wondering a lot. Does she harbor resentment towards her in any way?
[Name] gave his tied husband a quick glance as he mutely nodded to him, sending a message that Medicine Seller understood.
As a result, [Name] decides to keep quiet about it in order to prevent things from getting worse.
The mistress of the home appears to faint suddenly as the head servant calls out for her mistress, and one of the lords orders the earlier-mentioned servant—the one who shouts at them for "flirting" with Kayo—to summon a doctor so they may assess the mistress's condition.
"Do you think if we mention something, they'll believe us? like the stench of grief that permeates the well?" In an effort to keep the others from hearing them, [Name] whispered to his husband. Medicine Seller only gave a headshake. "For them, using their eyes to see is preferable. In this manner, people will accept it."
How to convince the samurais family of this was something [Name] couldn't help but question. Particularly to this irritable samurai by the name of Odajima.
"Uh, should I start the candles?" Kayo asked while sitting nearby and appeared uneasy. With that, she is given the go-ahead, and Odajima offers to go with the servant. All of them, including the two medicine merchants, heard a monster yowling as they waited for Kayo and Odajima to ignite the candles. When [Name] heard this, he immediately moved closer toward his husband. Everyone was startled by the sound of the door sliding open.
'I'm going to be sent to an early deathbed by this guy,' After getting shocked by irritable samurai, [Name] thought to himself as he attempted to slow down his heartbeat. Everyone is wondering where the servant is when the bell rings out loud because it has been a while.
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