Miyake and Uzui immediately unsheathed their blades, pointing it down at the mysterious person who fell from the sky.
The person, with slick gold eyes, curiously looked up at the two, "Dad? Papa? What are you two doing wearing your old uniforms?"
Miyake glared down at the person, "Who the hell are you?"
"Eh?" They brushed away grey hair from their eyes, blinking nervously at Uzui, "Dad, your hand..."
Uzui tilted his head as both of his blades pressed eagerly at the persons neck, "The hell are you on about?"
The person's golden eyes began tearing up slowly, "Papa... I'm scared."
Miyake's widened, and before Uzui could threaten the person further, Miyake charged his blade up. Uzui faltered when his blades was forced away by Miyake's attack.
When the person stood up, another one fell from the sky, landing right beside the other one.
"Izanami?" The grey haired person asked, a hint of fear in their voice.
The other one, with long white and red hair paired with gentle yet connivingly blue eyes, gasped softly.
The other one crawled over to Izanami, "Mizuchi? What's going on?"
Izanami glanced up at Miyake and Uzui, who were looking at the two suspiciously, "I think we've been transported into the past by Casey."
Mizuchi pursed their lips, "Again?"
Uzui glanced curiously at Miyake, "My future flamboyant husband, why did you stop me?" He pointed one of his blades past Miyake's head and at the two people.
The blade was so close to Miyake's ear, that he heard the nichirin vibrate amongst its ridge.
Miyake glared at Uzui, grabbing the hilt of Uzui's blade. Miyake used one foot to off put Uzui's balance, catching the Sound Hashira off guard, Uzui felt his footing slip beneath him.
Miyake grabbed Uzui's shoulder, pushing him so that his back faced Miyake, the edge of Uzui's own blade placed uncomfortably at his neck.
Mizuchi stood up frantically, waving their hands around, "Wait, now! Hold on, Papa!"
"What timeline are we even in, I've never seen them like this!" Izanami, worriedly sweating, glanced at the compromising position.
Yet, the look of surprise on Uzui's face was quickly replaces with one of admiration, "Flamboyantly done!"
Miyake groaned, dropping Uzui, the Sound Hashira easily recovered back onto his feet.
"Papa!" Mizuchi cried, reaching out and tugging on Miyake's haori.
Miyake swiftly turned on his feet, sweeping his leg over Mizuchi's shoulder, aiming for her head.
Mizuchi deflects, leaning back far enough to escape the attack. Recovering from the surprise, Miyake lifted his other foot as his previous one landed on the ground.
Mizuchi fell to the ground, groaning in pain, "Yeah.. that's how that usually goes."
Izanami giggles, then they stood up, reaching out to help up Mizuchi.
Miyake glanced at the two, as Uzui was still fawning over Miyake's movements, "What's your names?"
"I'm Tatsuo Mizuchi."
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