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"WHAT?! y-you met kibutsuji too?!" mitsuri exclaimed placing a hand to cover her mouth in shock, "what was he like? what does he look like? is he handsome? does he cook?"
the headquarters went silent.
"no," i sweatdropped seriously rethinking my decision why this was a good idea to tell them.
tomioka and i arrived back at the headquarters around the morning and went to get a good rest after our mission. we recieved an announcement from master oyakata that there will be another semi meeting about our missions.
we were in the middle of our meeting, that is until master asked about my mission with tomioka and i reported that i met kibutsuji.
"amazing," rengoku laughed. i shot him a glare, letting out a sigh.
"yeh no," i shook my head, "that's not so cool."
"but-"
"i could've gotten killed."
"amazing indeed!" uzui chorused, nudging me on the shoulder repetitively but i slapped his hands off.
"ara ara," shinobu but's into the conversation with her usual smile, "we wouldn't want one of the hashiras to be dead yet wouldn't we? we still need to defeat kibutsuji."
she can phrase it like that and i appreciate that she thinks i'm relevant, but it seems as though they only needed me for something.
"you guys are really inconsiderate you know," i grumbled childishly.
"AAAH NOOOO, we wouldn't want our precious y/n to die!!!!" mitsuri jumps towards me putting her weight on top of me, "WE NEED HER, SHES PRECIOUS-"
she abruptly got off blushing in ambarassment, "sorry y/n-san hehe." as mitsuri sat back down next to me, tomioka was about to declare something but was cut off by the master letting out an agonizing cough as his disease worsened. the hashiras turned their attention to the master as blood started coming out with his cough.
"master! are you ok?!" i stood up. he held out a hand stopping me, as the twins wiped off the blood with a clean cloth.
"i'm fine don't worry. unfortunately as you can see my health isn't doing any better, so with that means i don't have a lot of time left," master let out a weak smile, "it'll be a matter of time before kibutsuji will find out about the mansion."
a faint sob was heard from himejima-san. i watched him as his tears flowed quickly as they rolled down his cheeks. it seems a though mitsuri was also on the verge of tears too. i sat quietly contemplating if i should lend the stone pillar a tissue.
