"Kanroji-san, what kind of a person is Rengoku-san?" Knowing that the two were well-acquainted and that the fiery man was going to be his teacher soon, (Y/N) wanted to know.
"First of all, he is a really kind guy. Though he can be pretty strict as well.. He's also a confident man, and also very cheerful. So cheerful in fact, he will blast your ears off, that's how loud he can be." Mitsuri explained while the two were slowly making their way towards the nearest town. "Oh, and also, just call me Mitsuri. Kanroji-san just makes me feel old. Yuck!"
Once the two entered the small civilization, Mitsuri spotted her favorite restaurant.
"You know what, wanna have an eating competition?! I bet I can beat you!" The love hashira shouted at the half demon boy while dragging him towards the ramen restaurant without even letting the poor boy think of an answer.
"Slow down a little, Kanroji-san!" (Y/N) tried to ease a little on his situation, albeit to no avail.
"I told you, Mitsuri is alright!" The hashira responded, ticked off.
The scene cut to the duo sitting next to each other at a table, a bunch of ramen in cups in front of the two.
"Alright, the rules are simple, the first one to stop eating loses, keep the table clean and don't throw up." The owner of the small restaurant stated the rules and got ready to count down, "3, 2, 1.."
Mitsuri and (Y/N) made eye contact, the love hashira excited for the whole thing, while the boy was just nervous. He didn't want to embarrass himself by losing in an eating competition.
"..GO!" The waiter started, watching the two participant starting to slurp up their ramen. The two were relatively eating at the same pace, but after their fourth cup, (Y/N) started to feel nauseous.
He still managed to send the fifth down, but when he looked to his left and saw that Mitsuri had only 2 left of the 10 that was put down in front of her, his eyes widened, and he knew he had to lock in.
Ignoring the feeling to throw up, (Y/N) pushed through and got to his seventh cup when to his shock, the love hashira called for another 10. The thought of even trying to order another batch activated the nausea in the half demon boy once again, and instead of eating the food he had to focus on trying not to pass out.
"Ough.. I think I'm going out-" (Y/N) announced before putting his face into a bowl of ramen on the table.
Mitsuri immediately put down her bowl once she saw what happened and helped the boy back up, although he didn't wake up.
"No-!" Kanroji exclaimed but was cut off by the owner.
"And the winner is Mitsuri Kanroji! (Y/N) just couldn't keep up with her pace, and she still remains the unbeaten champion!!" The man walks away as if nothing happened to the passed out boy, pissing off the love hashira.
She wanted to say some stuff to the guy but he just disappeared, so all she did was wipe (Y/N)'s face off and picked him up, taking him outside to under a nearby tree.
A few minutes went by and (Y/N)'s eyes slowly but surely opened, only to see a feminine face with light green eyes and pink and green hair staring down at him, smiling.
"...Huh? I must be dreaming.." The boy told himself before turning over to his side and trying to fall asleep.
"Eh-?!" Mitsuri didn't expect that reaction.
(Y/N) yawned once before sitting up and stretching, "Or maybe not."
"Oh my- So adorable!" Mitsuri squealed to herself before realizing what she had to do.
The love hashira grabbed (Y/N)'s left shoulder and started shaking him relentlessly while apologizing a dozen times. She even started crying in the middle of her apologies.
"I'M SORRY I'M SORRY I'M SORRY!!" She yelled, tears flowing from her eyes like a waterfall.
"Woah, woah, what're you sorry for?" (Y/N) tried getting out of her grasp, succeeding eventually.
"I'M SORRY FOR GETTING YOU INTO THAT COMPETITION! I DIDN'T MEAN TO MAKE YOU SICK!!" Mitsuri cried out, drawing some nearby citizens' attention.
Noticing this, (Y/N) knew he had to deescalate the situation. He brought the woman into a hug to try and calm her down.
"Calm down, you did nothing wrong. I already feel okay, though my stomach hurts a bit. It's not even your fault, I brought it upon myself when I decided to continue eating just to try and beat your unbeatable record, even if I failed." (Y/N) comforted Mitsuri, trying his best.
The love hashira hugged back, wiping her tears in the boy's clothes. "Wow, you really do know what to say."
"I was never really good at comforting people, I don't think I still am, though." (Y/N) chuckled before a chill went down his spine, making him shiver.
"Are you okay?" Mitsuri asked as the two let go of each other.
"Yeah, it felt like someone stabbed me four times just by looking at me... it was a weird feeling." (Y/N) explained, rubbing the back of his neck.
"That's creepy. Let's go to my place, I'll show you some moves of Love Breathing, but we have to stretch first!" Mitsuri suggested.
"That stretching is the thing that sounds creepy.." (Y/N) muttered loud enough so that the hashira could hear, and she giggled.
"Don't worry, it won't be that bad." Mitsuri got up and dragged the boy after her. "We won't have to go far, my mansion is just past that mountain!"
(Y/N) didn't know what kind of torture he got himself into by not declining the stretching.
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Done! Sorry this was so short, I'll try to make the next one longer. Still bad with writing women, don't know why I choose them.
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