𝐀𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐅𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭

Part 14: [ 美しい ]Utsukushii no Koi

"Beautiful Love."

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ZENITSU'S ROOM
11:00

"Konnichiwa, Zenitsu-kun. Another job well donee~! Genki desuka?"

Zenitsu was trying to calm his miserable mind by the time he realized the presence of the Flower Hashira, Tsuyuri Kanao, near his window. He held back an exhausted sigh, rubbing a palm across his face. Whatever the reason Kanao has until she was eager enough to pop out of nowhere in his room, Zenitsu needs to find out.

"Genki desu," he blinked at her. "Kanao, what are you doing here?"

"I'm paying you a friendly visit, of course." Kanao merely shrugged, jumping over the window to invite herself in. "Oh, sorry I crashed into your room without asking."

Now that's a new side of her that Zenitsu doesn't know. He shook his head and smiled, "I don't really mind having a guest right now, have a seat."

Following Zenitsu's hand gesture, Kanao set herself down on a chair close to his bed. He cleared his throat before saying.

"You know, so many things had happened, but I'm glad you came back to us safe and sound, Kanao."

Kanao hummed, flashing him one of her little smile with her eyes close, "Thank you... for being concerned about me, Zenitsu-kun."

Zenitsu narrowed his eyes at her, "It's no big deal, actually. Everyone is worried about you. Tanjirou is severely no exception."

Kanao stiffled a dry laugh, "What's with the severely word? I know he's not thinking that serious about me."

"What makes you so sure?" Zenitsu asked, holding back a frown.

"Just a random thought," Kanao looked down to her feet while absently tracing circles on the floor. "Anyway, you're kind, Zenitsu-kun. I'm glad I could call you my friend and comrade. Let's do our best to end this hell once again."

Zenitsu could feel the flush of red on his face at the graceful sight of Kanao softly smiling at him. He slapped a hand across his face, completely embarrassed.

Ah... Tanjirou! You're so in the luck to have Kanao's love.

"Did you get injuries during the mission?" Kanao asked out of concern.

Clearing his throat with a weak cough, Zenitsu eyed the wound on his arm. "Uh... I guess it'd be unnatural for me not to get any wounds in a mission. And it's not that bad though, you don't have to worry."

"Is that so...?" Kanao inched forward to poke at Zenitsu's arm, her eyes shone with concern once she spotted big red dots on his sleeve.

Before Kanao could even reach him, Zenitsu flinched back in alarm. He choked back an awkward laugh, "It's...! It's still hurt, Kanao. Please don't try to touch it."

"Oh, I- I didn't mean to. Gomen," Kanao held her head down before fishing out something from her left pocket. "I have some spare plasters and bandages, do you want some?"

Zenitsu blinked in disbelief, but then a broad smile touched his lips. "Yes. Thank you, Kanao."

"No problem," Kanao replied in a cheerful tone. "You wouldn't mind if I help you to change your bandages, right?"