Renascence (M.K)

六

The noble young man, Muzan sat inside the dressing chamber, his long wavy pitch black hair was being slowly brushed by his female servants until it was tied into a high neat bun.

He dramatically sighed and looked at the large number of his servants that were all preparing for the arrival of the Mizuno female.

He showed his grimace as he grabbed the white ceramic cup of tea and took a smooth sniff on it's fine aroma.

Muzan slid his annoyed eyes on the approaching maid towards him whilst the woman politely bowed her head and presented the two sets of new exorbitant Monstsuki kimonos.

"Good morning, My lord." The female servant commenced as she refused to look into the respected eyes of her master. "Your requested kimonos have arrived now, they were all made from the highest class silk from our neighbouring city." She trails. Muzan looked at the presented plain black Monstsuki and the other one was a red colored embroidered of golden seams. The two sets of garments were both done in an excellent condition, making the young lord nod his head in satisfaction.

"Please choose which one you would desire to wear, my lord." The servant lowered her head and put her feet's distance away from the noble man infront of her.

"The black one." He blandly replied as the maid instantly placed the prepared kimono at beside Muzan.

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"It's all finished, my lord." The servants outright move there feet backwards at Muzan as they bowed their heads once again and returned to stand in position at the corner of the dressing chamber.

Muzan nonchalantly looked at his fair face on the reflection of the silver mirror. His once long wavy pitch black hair was tied up and the black eboshi was already placed on the crown of his head. The black Monstsuki kimono was perfectly fitted onto his well toned body, indicating he was now ready to encounter his betrothed wife.

"My lord, Would you like me to prepare your horse outside?" Inquired by the servant again as Muzan gestured his hand in approval, making all the female maids nod their heads and scurried there way outside the Kibutsuji palace.

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The wind was chilly. As the sky in the ether has went gloomy, Muzan mounted his steed with his onyx eyes impassively staring at the group of samurai men, riding their own horses and surrounding the wooden norimono with a Mizuno crest engraved.

"Halt!" One of the samurai man raised his fist on the sky, commanding his lower officials behind him to cease the pace, made Muzan narrowed his eyes straight onto him.

In unison, the horses stop right on their tracks whilst the high ranked samurai man outright dismounted his steed and walk close to the Kibutsuji.

The metal plates of his worn black colored karuta slightly clanged together as he walk in motion with his dark brown eyes never leaving the face of the the young lord whilst in the other hand, Muzan raised his other brow and gave an irk expression on his face towards the stoic samurai man before him.

Taoshu unwaveringly stared back at the eyes of his rival for y/n but nonetheless, he still made his way to bend his back forward infront of the higher man he was facing already.

"Greetings Muzan-sama, It's my honor to meet you in person." His deep voice spoke in manner whilst he closed his eyes and silently huff in instant. Despite that Taoshu was feeling the great aversion of seeing Y/n with some other man, he was left with no a choice but to endure the pain of witnessing the lady he loved being claimed away from his grasp.

"I am Hiroshima Taoshu, the highest rank samurai man of Mizuno, Fumihiro of the Mizuno clan," He trails as he stood upright and looked back at the solemn expression on the face of Muzan.