𝐀𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐅𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭

Part 27: [ 未来 ] Aishito no Mirai

"Aishito's Future."

| Source: it's the author's drawing :)
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AISHITO'S POV

It feels so awkward, my paces came slower than ever at that thought. I somehow managed to overcome the feelings back then when I was offended by Yushiro-san's harsh words. Some tongue he had, I wanted to cut it so bad.

Yeah, he's freaking annoying for a demon that's on the right side.

Tch. Was I acting like a total airhead infront of him? I thought I had become more matured after those rough training sensei gave me.

I walked slowly, down to the hallway I passed the clean wooden tile. My mind seemed to wander anywhere else as I tried to predict my own ways to go to this basement Tanjirou-san has mentioned. Surely it won't be that hard, right? I'm too tired to use my tracking senses right now for the love of God.

But, yeah, now that I think about it, what a total airhead I am. Tanjirou-san has offered his assistance to show me the way, but I declined that offer.

Stupid, empty, useless brain.

Well, no can do. I have no regrets about it, since I know Kanao-san and Tanjirou-san may have a lot of things to talk about. Though I don't know what really happens between them, I hope things won't get too messy.

I'm getting a new hunch about them.

Are they planning to have babies soon?

Alright, that's enough and too much, Aishito. Scratch that hunch, it's a bad hunch, really, really bad one.

The focus now is to find the basement. And then I can go home with sensei. That's it.

With a low sigh, I knelt down, pressing the tile with my right palm. I shut my eyes and started counting from 3, 2, 1 and the next second I opened them back, my visions were altered to the extent that I can see what's behind the walls and floors. Gotta be careful, I might catch a glimpse of someone showering butt-naked by accident.

"Semi-concentration Technique. Tracking Awareness," a few more hunches popped up into my mind, I decided to make them useful and I was right to not ignore it this time.

I looked down to the stairs leading to a secret hallway of a basement that was pitch dark. So this might be the very place where Yushiro-san spent his time whenever the sun is out. Lame but brilliant, I just want to say.

Whatever, I can't wait to get out of this mansion. Playing a fake role as his troublesome partner was just enough to make my heart shatter. I can't stand for another day as his partner, no more.

What do I even expect from him? He will never see me as a partner. Though he looks so young, people can simply assume I was in the same age as him, but the truth is he was terribly old.

And terribly grumpy for that age too.

I trudged down the staircase, pausing at the last one to take a breath.

*krekk.
Abruptly, the red door infront of me swung open as I was about to take another step forward. I met those eyes again, the soft lavender colour which involuntarily increasing the pace my lousy heartbeats.