Infinite (adj); limitless or endless in space, extent, or size; impossible to measure or calculate.
❝Infinite love, the kind that will end when infinity runs out.❞
➳ [Y/N], the mist pillar's tsuguko; also known as his future wife, in her infatuated...
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➳ Okay guys, in this chapter you'll learn how to do laundry in a river.
But seriously though, I loved writing and re-reading this chapter. Enjoy!
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"Do you wanna see the fireworks?"
Muichiro leaned in, his long raven locks falling on top of his crossed arms, dancing with the gentle breeze and showing a slightly odd color due to sunlight. You'd gathered most of his hair in a high ponytail, leaving some side locks free to frame his perfect angel face, since due to the heat his hair was sticking to him thanks to the sweat. You suggested him to roll up his sleeves as well, hence why you'd bought so many bandages the days prior —the mosquitos had no fear coming to bite him—.
You dipped one of his uniforms into the river's fast waters to wash away the soap. Your fingers loosened their hold on the piece of clothing by the sudden question, the rapid waters ran with it far away from you. Luckily, Muichiro caught it before it was gone for good.
Blinking nervously, you took the soaking uniform from his hands.
Watching fireworks? Is it a date?
"Yes! I'd love to, Tokito-sama!" you exclaimed, feet wiggling.
To hide your flustered face, you returned to doing the laundry.
You'd heard about the summer festival from Shinobu. She'd told you the romantic things that happen during such festival, and watching the fireworks together was the peak of romanticism. If you'd suggested it to Muichiro, he would've said no without hesitation. But, if he's the one asking, then certainly the goddess of luck had blessed you.
Ideas sprout inside your head, intensifying the blush.
"Alright, there's a demon around the city and he might attack during the summer festival today."
Your shoulders sank, head hanging low. It wasn't too heartbreaking though, you already expected it.
"Of course"
Grabbing onto a corner of the piece of clothing, you began hitting it against a large, smooth rock.
"But, will that really be okay? Oyakata-sama told you not to bring me in any more missions until the Final Selection"
