Blissful [Shinazugawa Sanemi]

Chapter 4

"OH! THAT GIRL!" Uzui placed a fist on his palm.

"I remember her!"

Sanemi didn't care now that his secret was busted. He stared blankly at his fingers, feeling helpless. He hated feeling this way.

"So what exactly do you like about her?" Uzui asked and Sanemi ignored him.

"Her attitude? Her uniqueness? Her flamboyant appearance?" He pestered.

"Flamboyant appearance?" Obanai raised a brow.

"That girl has the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen... aside from my flamboyant wives of course." Uzui quickly added the last part.

"Well, she is quite beautiful... Not as beautiful as Kanroji though." Obanai whispered and Kaburamaru nodded, as if agreeing to Obanai.

"... She is..." Sanemi mumbled.

Sanemi remembered everything about her. Even though it's been days since he last saw her, her image is clearly printed on his mind.

Her eyes, her smile, her pink tinted cheeks.

For Sanemi, everything about her is...

"... Beautiful..."

•••

The village festival was to be held at that night, and here he was, the wind pillar, laying on his futon comfortably. The festival was not held on his district so he didn't have to patrol around the area. He finished his daily patrol for the night and was about to sleep when something, or someone, sneaked into his house.

Sanemi grabbed his blade and sat up. He heard something creeping into his room, sliding the door open slowly. He drew his green blade when suddenly...

"A flamboyant night to you, Shinazugawa!"

"WHAT THE FUCK UZUI?! HOW DID YOU GET IN?!"

"It was one of my flamboyant shinobi tricks."

It was not the first time Uzui Tengen had broken into his house, but it still managed to shock Sanemi everytime he did so. Uzui casually walked into Sanemi's room with his footwear.

"YOU'RE DIRTYING MY HOUSE! TAKE OFF YOUR SHOES FOR FUCK'S SAKE!"

"Now, now, you can always clean it up later. I know you don't have anything to do except for killing demons." Uzui said.

"That being said, I came to flamboyantly invite you to the festival! Get your ass off your futon, Shinazugawa! To the festival we go!" Uzui grabbed Sanemi by the back of his clothes and raised him up.

"PUT ME DOWN UZUI! I'M NOT GOING ANYWHERE!"

"Hohoho! You can't do that, Shinazugawa!"

Uzui already skipped through the streets, leaving Sanemi's house within a second. Sanemi thrashed around to free himself and Uzui had to slap his head to make him quiet. The sound pillar zoomed across the streets, his speed unmatched. They arrived at the festival site in just a minute.

"Hey there, Kanroji!" Uzui waved at his comrade when he arrived.

"Good evening, Uzui-san!" Mitsuri waved back at him as he caught up to her and Obanai. Uzui dropped Sanemi to the ground, earning a growl from the young man.

"Huh? Who is this girl?" Uzui asked, crouching down in front of a little girl.

"My name is Sayu!"

Sanemi rubbed his aching face that just bumped into the ground. He saw the problematic kid he was annoyed with and clicked his tongue. The girl simply waved happily at him.