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A Festival

Normal POV

Sanemi knocked on the door, holding a tray with Miyuki's drugs. "Hey," he called, but there was no reply. Today it was the Wind Hashira's turn to give her the poison.

"If you don't answer, I'll open the door," he warned. Still no response. With a sigh, he pushed the door open with his free hand. 

"Miyuki—" he started but stopped himself when he saw her sprawled out on the floor, sleeping in the most inelegant manner.

He deadpanned, "Is she seriously supposed to be a goddess?"

Shaking his head, Sanemi placed the tray next to her and sat down, one leg folded while the other supported his arm. He stared at her face, remembering her words. 

"I can't stay away from Muzan, I love him." 

Miyuki fumbled and turned to face him, "Hm...." her kimono exposing her thighs. His eyes lingered on her exposed skin before he bit his lip and pulled her kimono to cover her up.

"You love him, huh?" Sanemi caressed her cheek, and she leaned into his touch. He pulled back, thinking his hands were too rough to be touching something so precious.

"Miyuki..." he called her, but she didn't wake up. "How long are you going to sleep? Wake up." He shook her gently, but she remained asleep, her breath even and peaceful.

Sanemi stared at her, his emotions surging, feeling a blush creeping up his cheeks. Leaning in, he muttered, "I'll kiss you if you don't wake up." 

Still no reaction. He pressed his lips against hers, "Mhm..." The kiss starting soft, but he pressed harder when she mumbled and turned her face away.

Just as Sanemi was about to grab her chin to kiss her again he suddenly pulled back and the door opened, and Kagaya entered. 

"Oh, is someone in here?" he asked. Sanemi immediately bowed. "Oyakata-Sama, I'm here to give her today's portion," he said, trying to cover his tracks.

"Is that Sanemi." Kagaya sat opposite him, with Miyuki between them. "Well, she seems like the hard type to wake up," He remarked. 

Sanemi panicked internally, worried that Kagaya had seen him kissing a sleeping girl.

"Sanemi, do you like her?" Kagaya asked straightforwardly. Sanemi gasped, taken aback by the blunt question. He glanced at Miyuki, then back at Kagaya, and finally replied, "I do."

"I see." Kagaya smiled softly. 

"When I first saw her on Mt. Amamiya, I felt an intense, almost overwhelming desire for her," Sanemi recounted, his eyes distant with memory. 

"To me, who had lost all sense of color in the world, her red hair shone like a beacon, piercing through the darkness."

Kagaya remained silent for a moment, then spoke after a pause. "Sanemi, have you heard the story of her mother, of how Miyuki was born?" Kagaya asked, and Sanemi nodded.

In ancient Japan, Amaterasu, the sun goddess, couldn't resist the charms of Mikage, a devoted high priest at her temple. 

Disguised as a mortal woman, she wooed him with her celestial beauty, and they fell into a whirlwind romance. 

One starry night, they couldn't hold back their passion, resulting in the birth of Miyuki, a half-god, half-human baby with flaming red hair. 

But their bliss was short-lived as Miyuki's birth triggered the Convergence, a cosmic catastrophe aligning the Realms and causing chaos on Earth.