𝕂𝕦𝕔𝕙𝕚𝕤𝕒𝕜𝕖-𝕆𝕟𝕟𝕒: 𝕛𝕙𝕤𝕜

五

『ᴀɴ ᴇxᴏʀᴄɪꜱᴛ: ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 5』

"Jiyuu? That's such a cute name!" Yashiro smiled as you blushed at her sweet nature, "Good job Hanako-kun!"

You fiddled with your hair with your right hand, trying to avoid her gaze. "I-I guess so. . . It's cute?" You clenched your teeth tightly.

Hanako ruffled your hair, making it quite messy in front of Yashiro. The three of them were sitting at the very roof of the building, staring into the sky and talking with Yashiro. She brought some sort of book with her, it has a lot of pictures and most of the Japanese is so modernized you couldn't even understand what most of them were talking about. But they had pictures! That was the most surprising part. You've never seen a book where they had pictures before, and if they had some sort of image it was hand-drawn!

Yashiro bashfully turned the page and showed them a page about a movie, "Ahh! I don't suppose a hot guy would fall from the sky. . . "

You peeked over Hanako's shoulder to look at the supposed 'hot guy' and found them to be nice looking.

"I don't know what hot exactly refers to since you're warm-blooded, but he looks a lot nicer than the guys in my old village!" You smiled and pointed at the showcase photo that had a guy falling from the sky.

"When Yashiro means a hot guy, she means someone that looks attractive" Hanako explained, "too bad Yashiro has bad luck with men though. . . "

"How interesting! In my village, many of the guys were around thirty when they marry young girls! This guy looks so young!" You shivered slightly.

"Aghh, you're both hurting my heart like this." Yashiro turned the page to show them another scene from the movie, "in this movie, because of her noble pedigree, a lovely maiden is taken captive by an evil spirit! Suddenly, before her very eyes, a beautiful young man falls from the sky. In a brilliant show of power, she vanquishes the evil spirit, and he and the girl live happily ever after. . . "

You and Hanako look at each other in confusion and back towards Yashiro's lovestruck face as she stares at the paper.

"I don't understand why you would want someone who looks so weak." You ripped off the page and crumpled it, "In my honest opinion, I would be a lot stronger than him, so wouldn't you want to marry me instead Yashiro-san?"

"E-Eh?! But you're a girl!" You frowned at her displeasure, were you not enough?

"Although true, I was the most beautiful in the village, wouldn't I be enough for you Yashiro-san? Are you saying I'm not beautiful in your eyes?" You reached out to touch her hand, kissing it gently. "Sometimes, girls might even dress up as boys to fight."

Yashiro stuttered underneath her powerful gaze and felt her face heat up yet again. The moment was cut short when another male's voice interrupted their time.

"I finally found you, you vile fiend!" A blond boy jumped off from the very top with a strange-looking contraption. Is that what they call. . . The umbrella?!

"It's an umbrella!" You pointed at it in shock while Hanako gently pinched your cheek.

"Yes, it is! It's the umbrella that you use for matchmaking!" He grinned while your eyes sparkled at the new information.

You smiled at the sight of the strange object, "Amazing! I never knew they could do such a thing!"

"O-Oi Hanako-kun! Stop giving her weird ideas!" Yashiro slapped Hanako across the face and all of them faced the direction of the new boy.

"I am a third-year in the Kamome Academy middle school division!" He confidently introduced himself, "Minamoto Kou at your service! Take your memory of me as a souvenir to the after-life!"

The three of them tilted their head in confusion and looked at Hanako for an answer while Minamoto focused on you. Who are you? You look so beautiful in his eyes he can't help but feel as if he said something embarrassing. Your gorgeous strands of hair framed your hidden face that was covered by the fan. He felt love-struck just looking at you.

"Someone you know, Hanako-kun? I think he can see you!" Yashiro gasped.

"Oh! You're from the Minamoto clan!" You smiled and waved. "I believe that your great-great-great-great-great-great-great grandfather proposed to me a long time ago!"

"W-Wait what?!" Yashiro screamed and pointed at the two of you. "D-Does that mean technically you could have been his grandmother?!"

"Yes! But my family turned him down because someone else offered a larger sum of money!" Hanako frowned at that statement. For someone who seems so airheaded and new to this world, you had a lot of secrets that hadn't been said. Sometimes, you might even say something about your past indirectly, but it frustrates him that he might not be able to hear it clearly from you.

He coughed before explaining to Yashiro about the origins of the Minamoto clan, "Well, you know, once upon a time. . . Back when nights were much darker than they are now. . . It was a time when they called us supernaturals 'youkai' and we had much stronger powers."

Yashiro nodded as you cut him off to continue the monologue with Minamoto in the background, "there were three that were feared above all others, believed to be even more powerful than the gods. They were the three great evil youkais of Japan!"

"One of those three was the evil oni of Mount Ooe, Shuten Douji. And he was slain by. . . " You smiled while holding onto Minamoto's hand who blushed, "the exorcist extraordinary, Minomoto no Yorimitsu. The ancestor of this boy!"

Minamoto nodded at her explanation but let go of your hand. "My ancestors left countless powerful, anti-evil artifacts for their descendants to use. I will master all of them and use them to protect people from vicious supernaturals like you. That is the calling of every boy born into the Minamoto clan!"

"You must also be an evil spirit as well! I'm sorry miss but I need to exorcise you along with Hanako!" You gasped as Minamoto raised his umbrella to hit you on the shoulder. Except he missed due to Hanako pushing you away.

"Prepare to die!"

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