(Roughly, a month later)
"Busy night?"
Aoyuri claiming her seat gingerly, murmured a faint 'thank you' to Amane after the white-haired maiden provide her with ocha and some light meal. She's face to face with her former apprentice. "Happens to the best of us, Kagaya-san."
"It is truly a bad habit of forcing expression, Kagaya-san." Aoyuri said after a moment, her tone changed into something resembling a lecturer. "I see you still do it sometimes, when you find a thing or two that is worth your dislike. What is it?"
"Kagaya's just fine." Leader of Demon Slayer Corps sighed. "That's, and your ways to handle this problem, Shishou."
The Onmyouji drank in her cup elegantly. "Is it time for another lesson? I thought you had learned my way, most of it."
"It isn't a joking matter."
"It's never been, my dear Oyakata, because if we fuck up, more people are going to die and we'll die with them accomplished nothing."
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"The fuck is wrong with her, disrespecting Oyakata-sama!"
"Shush it, Shi-Shinazugawa-san!" Mitsuri awkwardly hit Sanemi on his back.
In that room, all of the Pillars are presented behind a thin transparent wall, making them can see the ongoing conversation. The trio presents too, having their seats relatively near Shinobu and Giyuu.
"Even though I had activated a spell to hide you all in plain sight and mute any sounds, I hope you can tone down your voice, my children." Kagaya reminded them, eyes pinned on Sanemi longer than necessary.
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"It's not like we would leave behind anything special, really... when we die. Just the foundations for those that would come after." Aoyuri murmured, taking notice of an emotion slid on his face. "Don't act like I wouldn't know what's going on behind that skull of yours."
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Whisper of Broken Prophecy
FanficWhen she misinterpreted the warning, everything goes downhill. Souls destined to reborn again and again, carrying forgotten oath made by themselves in the past and holding an unwanted destiny. One still breathing, never touched by the time itself. O...