azur lane: kanchos return

Chapter 50 - dissonance

Azur lane base - with y/n

With a gasp y/n woke up as he frantically began to look around he then saw Musashi sitting a few meters away from him, there was a water fall in front of her indicating that they were in a sort of cave within the waterfall, Y/n then began inspecting his body and noticed multiple butterflies leaving his damaged clothing slowly but surely he got up and made his way to Musashi sitting beside her, neither spoke nor share eye contact with one another as they only stayed in the same position it was then with a sigh Musashi attempted to break the ice

Musashi: Y/n why did you do that

Y/n: I wanted to stretch my legs of course

Musashi then turned to him looking him directly in the eyes she looked as though she could burst in tears yet angry at the same time

Y/n: it was a request from Shinano she asked me to help you and personally I wanted to speak with you, but I struggled to figure out how with how much you were avoiding me

Musashi: shikkikan...I- i am going through a lot mentally

Y/n: I'm here to listen

Musashi: I have come to the absolute conclusion that I have been cursed, cursed to never taste the joy of success, every major conflict I end up it resulted in failure be it back then or now. every waking day I wonder if my very existence was a mistake. what good am I if I can't guarantee my allies safety, what good are heavy hitting guns that cant shake the odds of battle in you favour, what good is a sword that can't cut... what purpose do I serve other than to draw attention like some damn museum piece

Musashi then reached out to the back of her neck unclipping something she then removed a necklace from her cleavage setting it in front of her

Musashi: Yamato was everything to me... I personally made an oath to carry her legacy but I have done nothing but tarnish the name...what do you do when you cant do anything but there's nothing you can do?

Musashi had paused for a bit awaiting a response, but y/n only stayed silent

Musashi: that day had I not woken up I would have killed you, the pure hatred I have for myself had become a sentient and even in combat against it I lost...

a handful of tears began flowing down her eyes as she slowly began wiping them off her ears drooped down and her tails laying flat on the ground, Y/n moved closer wrapping his own tails around her holding her in an embrace

Y/n: Musashi what I am about to say will hurt you do you want to hear it

Musashi gave a soft nod

Y/n: Yamato is dead and you do not have the capacity to fill her shoes.

Musashi clenched onto his tail as she slowly but surely was breaking down

Y/n: You have been solely driven by the goal of trying to follow her you are slowly losing your own identity. You might all fall under the same class but there can only be one Yamato just as they can be only one Shinano and one Musashi. the self hatred being sentient that you spoke about from my deduction can only be symbol of hate made by rejecting yourself and choosing to follow a dead persons, Personally I have heard stories of Yamato most of which gave me a brief outline of her personality, I can promise you my soul she wouldn't want this for you, Shinano wants you to be you and loves you for you not because you resemble her older sister but simply because you are the last one she has left to look after and support so what I'm trying to say is Musashi no one truly cares if you mirror your sister or not, there can only be one you and everyone knows that I hope you understand too

Y/n was about to move his tails away but Musashi grabbed onto his tails holding him in place

Musashi: please stay