𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐃 𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐄

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝟑𝟔

"𝐈𝐓'𝐒 𝐈𝐍𝐅𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆, 𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀𝐋𝐖𝐀𝐘𝐒 𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐃 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐖𝐀𝐘 𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐎 𝐌𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒."

秘密▮𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐒

"Oh good lord, you came!" Aasashi exclaimed, at the man infront. Thanking the heavens for his awaited arrival.

"Where is she?" He asked glancing around the isolated path.

"Right this away, Kenjaku-sama." She guided him through the dark alleyway before they found themselves standing infront of a chained up door.

"Ah, well, she is really something else, wild almost..." The old lady remarked seeing kenjaku's eyes glued onto the metal chains.

"There you go." she led him inside the room.

The room was dark, no source of daylight coming inside it or whatsoever, except that one lit candle which barely managed to keep up with the maddening wind outside.

"Hey, you right there, come this way at once!" Aasashi commanded, seeing the young maiden, bawl her eyes out at the corner of the room.

"Did you not hear me?" she scolded, dragging her feets to the corner before she scooped her up from the floor, her grip tight around the poor maiden's torso.

"No need to get all worked up now, I am just here for a little chat, you see." The man smirked mischievously, wrapping fingers around her chin, making her look up at him.

"Sachiko." he called out, noticing recognition, and grief spark across her eyes.

"You...!" she muffled out, through the gag that was tied tight around her lips.

Kenjaku pointed Aasashi to throw the gag away, from her face at once.

She only complied, diligently untangling the knot before the cloth slips down on the ground, resulting for the poor girl to hurl over the floor once more, coughing and huffing for air.

"There, there," the man waved his hands at her, forcing her up on her feet, before he slammed her into the chair.

"That's comfortable now, wouldn't you agree?" His voice laced with sweetness didn't exactly sound soothing to the girl at that moment as she tried not to wince from the monstrous grip he had on her.

"W-What do you...want?!" She stammered out shadowing the fear she felt.

"Straight to the point huh?" He smirked. "Ha, I like it." He smiled wickedly, resulting Sachiko's eyes to widen.

He looked away from her eyes for a moment before looking right on to them with a smug look tainting his features. His eyes mocking as ever.

"Akumae Kioto." He started, Sachiko's lips tightened at the mention of that name, the grip on the hem of her soiled cloth becoming tight ever so slightly.

"Aw, is that sadness I see on your face?" He remarked noting the subtle press of sorrow in her eyes—just what he needed to get his work done.

"But I wouldn't blame you, afterall he was so loving to his people..." Sachiko looked up once again, her eyes holding a glint of regret.