for the bloodier brave ᪥ rengoku kyoujuro

柱 | perhaps

your pov

i woke up to one particular morning with a slight dizziness in my head. as soon as i fluttered my (eye color) orbs open, the world was spinning like windmill blades.

i adjusted the torso of my night gown, pulling the straps up onto my shoulder when i noticed that i sleep quite peacefully last night, despite my breasta almost got fully exposed.

making my way to the lawn for morning recreation after taking bath, i stumbled upon the lady of the house, ruka. she was nicely dressed in a dark kimono with pale flower patterns. perhaps she have some place to go to.

"ah, miss (last name). you are awake?"

"y-yes, i slept early last night so seems like i've had enough rest!"

i folded my arms behind my back, smiling at the graceful woman. she replied my smile and permissioned herself to head to her destination. according to ruka, she and her husband are going to the graveyards to visit the clan's fellow goners.

she entrusted senjuro, who woke up before dawn by now, to take a look of me. at such young age, senjuro can already monitor the house like an obedient watchdog.

when i skidded my way back to my room, the young senjuro greets me a good morning  and invited me for breakfast. i soon trailed behind him, making sure to not lost my way all through the large residence.

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"ahaha! you are really good at telling  jokes!"

senjuro clapped his hands, before munching on another slurp of his noodles. i did the same, taking time to absorb the scrumptious taste of ruka's cooking.

meanwhile, kyoujuro, who just woke up from his unconditional sleep greeted the two of us a raspy morning greeting. he looks close to tired and kind of lame, with his hair untied and his kimono looks messy which reveals the musuclar bricks hidden under the thin fabrics.

i blushed at the sight of him, looking way. senjuro, who apparentally sensed my nervousness quickly approached his older brother to fix his kimono and help him sit. now, kyoujuro looks more of a guy who first tasted his alchohol.

"aniki, did you got home late again yesterday?"

senjuro handed over a bowl of rice. kyoujuro nodded several time, trying to force a smile on his lips despite being tired to the core.

"aniki, i will help to inform kocho-san to let you have your day off for today. i'm sure she will understand since-"

"senjuro, i can't."

"eh?? why?"

out of nowhere, i asked in a concerned way to him. both siblings turned their heads to me, one tilting his head to one side out of curiousity and the other dropped his jaw a bit in confusion.

"well, you see (name), it's for the sake of researh. kocho and i are currently working on this one medicine to cure this one disease."

kyoujuro weakly winked at you, making another layer of pink appeared on your cheeks. senjuro shook his head, placing a spoonfull of gravy into kyoujuro's rice bowl.

"but aniki, your health matters the most. if you got sick, kocho-san will have a hard time to work on the medicine on her own."

senjuro interfered between the contacts of kyoujuro and me. we both looks away, containing our feelings seperately.

for someone looking bright and confident like him, kyoujuro, for me is ridiculously intimidating. his bright eyes and his tall figure, his gentle gesture and respectful gaze... all about him is beautiful.

"okay, so little rengoku, i take your advice. before you proceed to butterfly estate, will please help me wash my back after breakfast? my hands feels numb."

"sure!"

kyoujuro waved his hands around, conveying the numbness of his limbs. the two of them continued eating, but dumb enough, i was dozing off in my thoughts at the sight of their beautiful sibling bonds. i wonder if only i ever have siblings that i can love and cherish like that, that would be amazing.

"yes, (name)? do you want to like, help me to wash my back too?"

kyoujuro snapped his fingers, smiling at me when i'm finally awaken from my deep thoughts. upon realizing that kyoujuro seems to glare at me in a strange way, i flinched and picked up mt chopsticks again.

when he repeated his most recent words, my heart races so hastily and i feels as if my heart are about to jump out of my body.

"eh? ehhh?!?!"

"don't worry, (name)! i am kidding!"

the young man announced, gesturing me to proceed to consuming my meal that morning. the conversation stopped until everyone finished their foods, but not the blushes on my face and my racing heart.