Is It Dangerous or Just Stupid?

Chapter 11

Kamui sits against the bathroom door and listens to her desperate pleas, "Damn woman... Making come in the bathroom so she can flirt... But for an angry, violent woman, she's pretty popular." Kamui crosses his legs and places his hand against his cheek, "Hm, this girl is really popular.. I think I heard five guy names escape her mouth.. How annoying." He stands up and exits the bathroom. "Oh Kamui! Help me out here!!" "I'm heading out! See you later!" Emi looks at him in shock, "Wait!! Don't leave! At least untie me before you go!" Kamui waves goodbye and leaves. Emi wriggles around and somehow frees herself. She stands up and runs out of the house. Her eyes search for a purple umbrella, "Mmm, I found him!" With great speed she runs toward him. She jumps up and kicks out her leg, her foot collides with the back of his head, knocking him to the ground. "There I got my revenge! Don't come home until you get an attitude readjustment!" Emi straightens her kimono out and stomps away. Kamui sits up and rubs the back of his head, "Home? Ow ow, that kick actually hurt.." He stands up and grabs his umbrella, a smile spreads across his face. ~Guess I'm going home!~ Kamui happily walks back to the house.
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Emi puts two teacups on the table and sits down. ~He'll be here! I just know it... Especially after I hit him in the head like that!~ Emi sits up straight and rests her hands against the table. The front door opens and then closes again. "Welcome home, Bratty Princess." "I'm back, Girly Boy!" Emi smiles as Kamui takes a seat across from her, "You know I'm going to need payback for that kick you gave me." "Hah? Weren't you the one who said I could have revenge?" "That was when I was hovering over you and if memory serves me right, you rejected my offer." "Well then I reinstated it! Now we are both even! You should be happy I didn't draw any blood." "Oh then I would have definitely needed revenge." "My my, such a vengeful yato I have living with me." "Indeed, such a foolish human like yourself doesn't care though." Emi supports her head up with her hands, "True... Guess that's a bad trait of mine. I trust to easily." "Mmm that's not a bad trait at all. In a way it could help you out a lot. You seemed to trust me enough to let me stay." "How is that good for me?! Thanks to you I have a bruise and cut on my face and some stitches on the back of my head." "It's good for you because now you are blessed with my presence!" Emi clicks her tongue, "I think I was duped out of a good deal." "Hey, why weren't you phased about the kiss?" "Hm? Well you did that to save me, right? You had to get the water out of my lungs. I guess you would expect me to be phased because I'm a girl and that was my first kiss, but this isn't a Shoujo Manga! I am not the cute little heroine that gets flustered over every little thing!" "Huh? But I think you're cute." "I-I wasn't saying that I'm not cute! I was saying that I'm not a little girl! If it's going to save my life then why should it bother me?" Kamui smiles, "I like your way of thinking. But sometimes acting like the Shoujo Manga Heroine is a good thing or so I think." Kamui stands up and goes to the bathroom. "What is that supposed to mean?"
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Emi sits on her futon with her back against the wall. She reads through an old Shoujo Manga she had. ~I don't understand what's so appealing about this? She's literally overreacting about everything. Their eyes met, she's blushing like crazy. He slightly brushes her hand with his, her heartbeat is picking up. They're alone, she's starting to freak out... What is the appeal of this?!~ Emi tosses the book down and crosses her arms, "I don't understand this logic at all!" Kamui sits across from her and picks up the manga, "Are you studying how to be cute?" "No! I just wanted to know what is so appealing about those things!" "There is no need to worry about these things. If you're cute then you're cute, if you don't react a certain way like everyone else does, who cares! All that matters is how you feel about yourself." Emi laughs, "That's cute coming from a killer." "Hey you never know who will have the wisest words." "Then I'm guessing that lazy white haired samurai will have some wise words to give." "White Haired Samurai? You know my prey!" "Prey? Gintoki is your prey?" A smile spreads across his face, "Yes... That man is an interesting person, I wish to fight him to the death.." A chill runs down her spine, "Back to the topic at hand.... I don't understand why girls like these are popular?" "It is targeted towards younger girls, a young adult like you wouldn't understand." "I'm only 17 years old.. I'm not close to becoming an adult yet." "We don't truly become adults. We just masquerade around pretending to be one." Emi sighs and looks at him amusingly, "You truly are the master of words." "I'm a master with my hands as well." Emi cringes, "That sounds oddly disgusting.. Not oddly, it sounds really disgusting..." "Rude. I was talking about my killing skills. Who needs weapons when I have my hands." Emi stares at Kamui, "Look here's a new rule in the house! No talking about killing people or else there will be a punishment!" "That's pretty much all of our conversations!" "Not even! We've talked about some normal things!" "If I continue to talk about killing my enemies, would you hate me?" "What? No I wouldn't... I would just uh umm take away snacks!!" "That is truly evil! Then let me say something, I don't like weak people... Don't ever cross my path if you're a weakling, I'll kill you." Emi nods her head, "Good to know." Five minutes have passed and they sit in total silence, "I ruined the atmosphere, huh?" Emi shakes her head, "No not at all. Sometimes sitting in silence is fine especially when you have someone with you." Kamui smiles and stretches his arms, "Man I'm tired!" "It's only 5 in the afternoon though.. But I guess a nap would be nice.. Did you sleep after the beach incident?" "A little..." "Then sleep right now! I'll wake you up when dinner is ready!" Emi stands up and stretches her legs. Kamui thinks for a second and stands up. He grabs her hand and pulls her down onto his futon, "Let's sleep!"